A raid im rodio anial dir,
Trwy stormydd a thymhestloedd hir?
Nid ofnaf ddim,
doed dydd, doed nos,
Yn ngolwg hyfryd
gwaed y gro's.
[Golwg, golwg, golwg, golwg,
Yn ngolwg hyfryd
gwaed y gro's]
Ni saif y gelyn mwya'i rym
Yn erbyn pen Calfaria ddim;
A phen Calfaria
hyfryd mwy
Yw'r unig fan concweriaf hwy.
[Unig, unig, &c.]
Gwnaeth pechod i mi lwfrhau,
Fe rwystrodd pechod fi'th fwynhau;
Mewn dudew nos 'rw'i'n dysgwyl dydd,
I'th gariad wneud fy nhraed yn rhydd.
[Gariad, gariad, &c.]
Pa ham caiff nwydau'm natur gref
I atal awel bur y nef?
Mae gradd yn well o'th gariad drud
Na'r ddaear fawr a'r nef i gyd.
[Ddaear, ddaear, &c.]
Ni fedd y dwyrain
faith na'r de,
Bleserau fel pleserau'r ne';
Mae môr di-drai
mewn marwol glwy',
Heb ddechreu ac heb
ddarfod mwy.
[Ddechreu, ddechreu, &c.]
Rho i mi brawf o'th gariad drud,
I'r sawl a fynot dyro'r byd;
Dy gwmni dry, mewn munyd awr,
Y ddaear megys nefoedd fawr.
[Ddaear, ddaear, &c.]
William Williams 1717-91
Tonau [MH 8888]: Tôn [MH+88]: Langadock (<1811) |
Must I walk the desert land,
Through storms and long tempests?
I shall fear nothing,
come day, come night,
In the delightful view
of the blood of the cross.
[The view, the view, the view, the view,
In the delightful view
of the blood of the cross.]
No enemy of the greatest force shall stand
At all against the summit of Calvary;
And the delightful summit
of Calvary evermore
Is the only place I shall conquer them.
[Only, only, &c.]
Sin made my lose heart,
Sin frustrated my enjoying thee,
In a thick black nigh I am expecting day,
For thy love to make my feet free.
[Thy love, thy love, &c.]
Why shall the lusts of my strong nature
Get to stop the pure breeze of heaven?
A degree of thy precious love is better
Than all the great earth and heaven.
[Than all, than all, &c.]
Neither the vast east nor
the south possesses,
Pleasures like the pleasures of heaven;
There is an unebbing sea
in a mortal wound,
Without beginning and with
never any fading away.
[Beginning, beginning, &c.]
Grant me to experience thy precious love,
To those thou wilt give the world;
Thy company shall turn, in a minute,
The earth like great heaven.
[The earth, the earth, &c.]
tr. 2020 Richard B Gillion
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