O moes dy law, 'r Iorddonen mae
Yn pledio 'dai ddim trwyddi;
Wrth wel'd y dyfnder fy'n y dw'r
'Rwy'n ofni'n siwr a foddi.
O fewn dy air d'wedaist yn llyn
(Dy air fydd yn wirionedd)
Mai Iesu wyt', y caem ryw ddydd
I fyn'd yn rhydd o'n camwedd.
Dywedaist, os ait
y d'allu cry'
I godi tŷ it' dy hunan,
Ait' ag e' i ben,
can's llwydo wnai
Y man y mae dy amcan.
Dywedaist na chai neb o dy blant
Eu dwyn i bant o'th ddwylo;
Cedwit y rhei'ny oll rhag brad
Ro'wd gan y Tad
i'w safio.
Y galon garreg gyndyn sâl
Gâd i ni gael ei newid;
Y galon gîg rho i ni'n frau,
Cans felly mae dy 'ddewid.
Dywedaist iacheit
trwy rym dy ras
Ein hatgas wrthgiliadau;
Cerit ni'n rhad,
diffoddwyd llid,
Er maint eu gyd
yw'n beiau.
Cyflawna rhai'n yn awr mewn pryd;
'Rwy'n ceisio o hyd i'w credu,
A'u cymhwyso at fy hun a wnawn,
Ond f'enaid cawn yn pallu.
Dy ddyfroedd gloyw sy
arnai chwant,
Mae'n tynnu bant ofnidiau;
A'r hwn a yfo
waed yr Oen,
Ni theimla boen cystuddiau.
Mi bwysaf arnat' etto'n nes;
Pwy les im' ddigalonni?
Dy faith drugaredd di erioed
Nid oes dim darfod arni.
William Williams 1717-91Aleluia 1749 [Mesur: MS 8787] gwelir: B'le tro'f fy wyneb Arglwydd cu |
O give thy hand, the Jordan is
Claiming I should not go through it;
On seeing the depth there is in the water
I am fearing I surely shall drown.
Within thy word thou didst say thus
(Thy word is truth)
That Jesus thou art, we may get some day
To go free from our transgression.
Thou didst say, if thy
strong power should go
To raise a house for thyself,
Thou wouldst bring it to completion,
since succeed would
The place where thy purpose is.
Thou didst say that none of thy children
Would be taken above from thy hands;
Thou shalt keep them all from treachery
That are given by the
Father to be saved.
The stubborn, sick, heart of stone
Let us get exchanged;
The heart of flesh give to us quickly,
Since thus is thy promise.
Thou didst say thou wouldst heal
through the force of thy grace
Our detested backslidings;
Thou wouldst love us freely,
wrath was extinguished
Despite how great altogether
are our faults.
Fulfill them now in time;
I am still seeking to believe them,
And apply them to myself I would,
But my soul I would find fading.
Thy shining waters which are
a desire upon me,
It is taking away my fears;
And he who would drink
the blood of the Lamb,
Shall not feel the pain of afflictions.
I shall lean upon thee still closer;
What benefit is losing heart to me?
Thy vast mercy never
Showed any sign of fading.
tr. 2019 Richard B Gillion
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