Gwel, f'enaid o dy flaen,
Dy D'wysog hardd ei hun!
Yn nyfnder dw'r a thân,
Heb ysgog ynddo glŷn;
Cadarnach yw ei air na chraig,
Fe saif er holl
fwriadau'r ddraig.
Edrychaf mwy trwy ffydd,
Bob dydd ar Iesu mawr;
Diflana yn ei wedd
Bob tegwch
fedd y llawr;
A nerthir f'ysbryd dan bob croes,
Wrth gofio am ei angeu loes.
Richard Jones ?1771-1833
Tôn [666688]: Carmel (E J Stephen 1822-85) |
See, my soul before thee,
Thy beautiful Prince himself!
In the depth of water and fire,
Without shifting stick to him;
Firmer is his word than a rock,
He will stand despite all
the intentions of the dragon.
I will look evermore through faith,
Every day upon great Jesus;
In his countenance shall vanish
Every fairness that
the earth below possesses;
My spirit is strengthened
under every cross,
By remembering his throes of death.
tr. 2023 Richard B Gillion
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