Nid oes yno gofio beiau;
Dim ond llawn faddeuant rhad,
Poenau'r groes,
a grym y cariad,
A rhinweddau maith y gwa'd;
Darfu ofn, &c.
Daeth llawenydd yn ei le.
Mil o filoedd, myrdd myrddiynau,
O gwmpeini hardd eu gwedd,
Wela'i draw yn codi fyny
I'w gyfarfod ef o'r bedd;
Darfu galar, &c.
Daeth llawenydd yn ei le.
William Williams 1717-91
[Mesur: 878747] gwelir: Dechrau canu dechrau canmol (F')enaid egwan paid ag ofni ('Dyw d'elynion ...) Rhwng cymylau duon tywyll Tyred hyfryd foreu tawel Wele'n dyfod ar y cwmwl (Mawr ...) Wele'n dyfod ar y cwmwl (Yn ...) |
There is there no remembering faults;
Only full, free forgiveness,
The pains of the cross,
and the power of the love,
And the vast merits of the blood;
Fear vanished,
Joy came in its place.
A thousand thousand, a myriad myriad,
Of a company with a beautiful countenance,
I see yonder rising up
To meet him from the grave;
Lamenting vanished,
Joy came in its place.
tr. 2019 Richard B Gillion
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There for sin is no upbraiding,
Nought but pardon full and free:
Nought but his deep
love, and merit
Shall now unforgotten be;
Fear hath vanished,
Joy and rapture overflow.
Thousand thousands, myriad myriads
Bright attendants on the Lord,
See I rising from corruption,
At the mighty signal-word:
Farewell, sadness,
Full redemption now is come.
tr. 1854 Joseph Morris
see also: (Charles Wesley 1707-88) and Lo he cometh countless trumpets (John Cennick 1718-55) |