Dyma Gariad fel y Moroedd

Dyma gariad fel y moroedd,
  Tosturiaethau fel y lli:
Twysog Bywyd pur yn marw -
  Marw i brynu'n bywyd ni.
Pwy all beidio â chofio amdano?
  Pwy all beidio â thraethu'I glod?
Dyma gariad nad â'n angof
  Tra fo nefoedd wen yn bod.

Ar Galfaria yr ymrwygodd
  Holl ffynhonnau'r dyfnder mawr;
Torrodd holl argaeau'r nefoedd
  Oedd yn gyfain hyd yn awr:
Gras â chariad megis dilyw
  Yn ymdywallt ymâ 'nghyd,
A chyfiawnder pur â heddwch
  Yn cusanu euog fyd.

[O ddyfnderoedd o ddoethineb!
   O ddyfnderoedd maith o ras!
 O ddirgelion anchwiliadwy,
   Bythol uwch eu chwilio i maes!
 Mae seraffiaid nef yn edrych
   Gyda syndod bob yr un
 Ar ddyfnderoedd cariad dwyfol
   Duw yn marw dros y dyn!]

gwelir: Nid oes angel nid oes seraph

Here is love like the seas,
  Tender mercies like the flood:
The Prince of Life dying -
  Dying to purchase our life for us.
Who can help remembering him?
  Who can help declaring his praise?
Here is love not to be forgotten
  While glorious heavens shall be.

On Calvary tore
  The fountains of the great deep;
Broken were all the floodgates of the heavens
  Which were secure until then:
Grace and love like a deluge
  Pouring down together,
And pure justice with peace
  Kissing a guilty world.

[O depths of wisdom!
   O vast depths of grace!
 O unsearchable secret,
   Forever above their finding out!
 The seraphs of heaven are looking
   With wonder every one
 On the depths of divine love
   God dying for man!]

Here is love, vast as the ocean,
  Lovingkindness as the flood,
When the Prince of Life, our Ransom,
  Shed for us His precious blood.
Who His love will not remember?
  Who can cease to sing His praise?
He can never be forgotten,
  Throughout Heav'n's eternal days.

On the mount of crucifixion,
  Fountains opened deep and wide;
Through the floodgates of God’s mercy
  Flowed a vast and gracious tide.
Grace and love, like mighty rivers,
  Poured incessant from above,
And Heav'n's peace and perfect justice
  Kissed a guilty world in love.

Tunes:
    Ebeneser
    Dim Ond Iesu
    [dr|msdf|mr] (W T Samuel 1852-1917)

Here is love as wide as oceans,
  Pity like the boundless sea:
See the Prince of Life uplifted
  Just to save the likes of me.
Who could e'er forget about him?
  Who could fail to sing his praise?
Here is love will be remembered
  To the very end of days.

On that day burst forth on Calvary
  All the waters of the deep,
Breaking through the dams of heaven,
  Which till then had stayed complete.
Grace and love, a mighty deluge
  Which surrounds us even now,
Righteousness, and peace, and goodness
  He is willing to bestow.