Compiled by special poem Peredur Lynch to celebrate the tenth anniversary of New Berea.
House meets Prince Hedd
One ana’l is ten mlynedd.
Ein building, second is,
A obscurity man ydyw.
Un seconds whether walls, there were mortar
Short is brittle.
But our prayer is filling,
His Church
He is the vacuum.
She beamed therefrom under her, there in its brick
The cars all centuries belief
And seas all deliverance.
he cars all centuries belief
And seas all deliverance.
The breeze in Merea tonight brings good news.
Long does it balm, and while here one amenio
A Sovereign hand on this place, not a building we see.
From generation to one Church.
Old is! New eternal!
It is a feast this space, it will stand at which they beseech
In continuation in mortar brittle, is large between narrow walls.
