Words: , Hal­le­lu­iah (Bris­tol, Eng­land: 1745) (Arglwydd, arwain trwy’r anialwch). Trans­lat­ed from Welsh to Eng­lish by , Hymns on Var­i­ous Sub­jects (Car­mar­then, Wales: 1771); Will­iams pub­lished an­o­ther Eng­lish trans­la­tion in ’s Col­lect­ion, cir­ca 1772.

Music: Cwm Rhon­dda, , 1907. Hughes wrote this tune in Tonteg (near Pontypridd), Wales, to commemorate a music festival held in nearby Ca­pel Rhon­dda, Hop­kin­stown. It was first per­formed No­vem­ber 1 that year to Welsh words by Ann Grif­fiths; in the ear­ly days it was simp­ly known as Rhondda, but within a year he changed the name to Cwm Rhon­dda, used Pe­ter Will­iams’ trans­la­tion, and the rest is history Al­ter­nate tunes (some use slight­ly diff­er­ent end­ings to the lyr­ics):

  • Guide Me, , 1884
  • Oliphant, ar­ranged from Pierre M. F. de S. Baillot, 1830, by , 1832
  • Pilgrimage, (1816-1893)
  • Segur , 1862
  • Turner, , 1895
  • Zion, , 1830

This hymn was sung, in Welsh, in the Acad­e­my Award win­ning mo­vie How Green Was My Val­ley (1941). It was sung in Eng­lish at the fun­er­al of Di­a­na, Prin­cess of Wales, in West­min­ster Ab­bey, Lon­don, Sep­tem­ber 6, 1997.

Guide me, O Thou great Jehovah,
[or Guide me, O Thou great Redeemer…]
Pilgrim through this barren land.
I am weak, but Thou art mighty;
Hold me with Thy powerful hand.
Bread of Heaven, Bread of Heaven,
Feed me till I want no more;
Feed me till I want no more.

Open now the crystal fountain,
Whence the healing stream doth flow;
Let the fire and cloudy pillar
Lead me all my journey through.
Strong Deliverer, strong Deliverer,
Be Thou still my Strength and Shield;
Be Thou still my Strength and Shield.

Lord, I trust Thy mighty power,
Wondrous are Thy works of old;
Thou deliver’st Thine from thralldom,
Who for naught themselves had sold:
Thou didst conquer, Thou didst conquer,
Sin, and Satan and the grave,
Sin, and Satan and the grave.

When I tread the verge of Jordan,
Bid my anxious fears subside;
Death of deaths, and hell’s destruction,
Land me safe on Canaan’s side.
Songs of praises, songs of praises,
I will ever give to Thee;
I will ever give to Thee.

Musing on my habitation,
Musing on my heav’nly home,
Fills my soul with holy longings:
Come, my Jesus, quickly come;
Vanity is all I see;
Lord, I long to be with Thee!
Lord, I long to be with Thee!

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