Dan adain dy gariad my ganaf
Yng nghanol tymhestloedd y byd;
Yn heddwch dy glwyfau ymguddiaf
Nes peidio o'r gwyntoedd i gyd;
Mae rym y cyfamod i'm cadw,
Mae cysgod y groes imi'n hedd:
Dros euog fel fi buost farw,
Dros feirwon Ti
godaist o'r bedd.
Dan adain dy gariad arhosaf
Nes myned o'r nefoedd â'm bryd;
Ar degwch ei thiroedd
y cadwaf
Fy ngolwg yn dawel o hyd;
Caniadau y dorf waredigol
A ddysgaf dan
orchudd dy ras;
Ac wedi mynd adre'n ddihangol
Bydd canu'n fwy peraidd ei flas.
Griffith Pennar Griffiths (Penar) 1860-1918
Tôn [9898D]: Elliot (John Ellis ) |
Under the wings of thy love I shall sing
In the midst of the world's tempests;
In the peace of thy wounds I will hide
Until all the winds cease;
The power of the covenant is to keep me,
The shadow of the cross is peace to me:
For a guilty one like me thou didst die,
For dead ones thou didst
rise from the grave.
Under the wings of thy love I will stay
Until taking my mind from heaven;
On the fairness of its territories
I will keep
My gaze quietly always;
The songs of the delivered throng
I will learn under the
cover of thy grace;
And having gone home safe
Singing shall be of sweeter taste.
tr. 2023 Richard B Gillion
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