Blackvein Colliery Disaster 
1st December 1860 (146 killed)

With the relatives and neighbours,
the grieving is lasting a long time,
There's no way of trying to forget them,
This has had a deep effect on the minds throughout the community,
one sees this in the morning and the afternoon.

The parents were coldly shouting
for their gentle children,
The mothers say whilst shedding tears,
"Where are our dear sons"?
wives for their gentle husbands, were groaning under heavy loss.
This gave a fright to the populace,
the fright was there when it went dark.

This accident is remembered through several long years,
whilst thinking of all the lives,
which went to eternal life,
The people that went to work as usual that morning,
to their work with their health intact,
and before the evening on the same day,
they were admitted to eternal life.

We all pray in earnest,
for Christ , for religion, for strength,
we make an effort to be ready,
before dealing with sharp needs of the day,
if not there's no need to be frightened,
of blissful white heaven,
to sing the never ending anthem,
in the feasting country, in peace.
			Amen.

Song.
In the area of Risca, there is a large mourning,
from losing the gentle sons,
their widowed wives meet together,
complaining that they've had a terrible loss,
losing my partner underground,
he fled to his grave,
sad and depressed I am now.

Others, some of the amiable youngsters,
some sort of sadness it was for us,
they were injured and they moaned,
loud shouts, and cold cries,
doubtless, those that were brought
from the needs to live in mountains,
but in a little time they were escorted to the same place.

This is where they can be seen 
obviously in god's favour,
many others that were injured,
but they were kept alive.
I hope it will be a blessing
for the community, little and large,
for them not to lead a wasteful life,
and ungodly like they did before.

In a working coal pit in Risca,
the hours were counting down,
to the lighting of a terrible fire,
scaring their basic lives,
despite being there with their feet free,
there was no escaping now,
have to obey without delay,
from effects of gas and sharp pain.

The first morning in December
how depressing remembering this,
and heartbreaking to announce,
the damp lit in a working mine,
1,860 from the age of Jesus Christ,
because of this tears were shed,
flooding the floors by many.

The fire element broke out,
like thunder in a cloud above,
until it cruelly burnt many men,
who could have comprehended this,
not everyone was killed in one minute,
they lived for their activities,
but despite that, many people failed to come to the surface alive.

I imagine hearing crying,
people saying, mum - what will become of us.
we lost a faithful father,
I hear another sister in another area saying with her sad heart,
my brother who went away from us,
by the bad scenario of the damp.

Oh, grieving youngsters, just think seriously for the moment,
especially those who work underground in a coal mine.
Cry daily in readiness,
in case it happens to you,
down the horrible sinful path,
turn in a hurry, oh beloved youngsters.

After the amiable pleasant youngsters,
there is still large mourning.