VII. A FRIEND IN JORDAN.
Yn y dyfroedd mawr a'r tonau
8,7,8,7,8,7,8,7
Who amid the swelling billows
Can sustain my sinking head?
None but that divine Redeemer,
Who upon the cross hath bled.
If He through the stormy current
O'er the wave my head will bear,
If a gracious look vouchsafe me,
I will praise Him even there.