Cael treulio sanctaidd/santaidd ddydd

  Cael treulio santaidd ddydd
    Lle byddo Duw a'i saint,
  Llawenydd gwell a rydd,
    Nâ mil mewn bydol fraint:
Gwell genyf gadw'r drws o hyd
Lle dêl fy Nuw, 
      na ph'lasau'r byd.

  Ein Haul a'n Tarian yw,
    Ein llewyrch gwiw a'n grym;
  Ei law o hyd sydd lawn,
    Oddiyno cawn bob dim;
Ei ras i'w blant yn awr rydd ef,
A llawn ogoniant yn y nef.

  To get to spend a holy day
    Where God and his saints are,
  Gives better joy,
    Than a thousand in earthly privilege:
I would rather keep the doors always
Where my God comes,
      than of the world's palaces.

  Our Sun and our Shield he is,
    Our worthy radiance and our strength;
  His hand is always full,
    From it we get everything;
His grace to his children now he gives,
And full glory in heaven.

  To spend one sacred day
    Where God and saints abide,
  Affords diviner joy
    Than thousand days beside:
Where God resorts, I love it more
To keep the door,
      than shine in courts.

  God is our sun and shield,
    Our light and our defence;
  With gifts his hands are filled,
    We draw our blessings thence:
He shall bestow, on Jacob's race,
Peculiar grace, and glory too.

from: Lord of the worlds above

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