Na farnwch/fernwch Dduw wrth deimlad

Na farnwch Dduw wrth deimlad,
  Ond bydded genych ffydd,
I 'mddiried ynddo'n gadarn,
  Am râs o ddydd i ddydd;
Tu draw i ragluniaethau,
  Fo'n gwgu'n erchyll iawn,
Mae'n cuddio wyneb siriol,
  Sy'n gwisgo gwenau llawn.

Yn fuan i addfedrwydd,
  Daw ei amcanion ef;
Ceir gwel'd eu mawr gysondeb,
  Yn eglur oleu'r nef;
Fe ddichon yr eginyn
  Feddianu chwerw flas;
Ond peraidd fydd y blodau,
  Trwy drefniad dwyfol ras.

Ar gam mae anghrediniaeth
  Yn gosod barn o hyd,
Ar ymddygiadau santaidd
  Llywiawdwr mawr y byd;
Efe a lwyr ddeongla,
  Ei holl ryfeddol waith;
A'i enw gaiff y moliant
  I drag'wyddoldeb maith.

gwelir:
  Rhan I - Mae Duw yn myned rhagddo
  Eneidiau llesg ac ofnus

Do not judge God by feeling,
  But have faith,
To trust in him firmly,
  For grace from day to day;
Beyond providences,
  That be frowning very horribly,
He hides a cheerful face,
  Which is wearing full smiles.

Soon to maturity,
  Shall come his purposes;
Their great constancy is to be seen,
  In the clear light of heaven;
Possibly the shoot
  Possesses a bitter taste;
But sweet shall be the flowers,
  Through the arrangement of divine grace.

Mistakenly is unbelief
  Setting judgment always,
On the sacred behaviours
  Of the great Governor of the world;
He shall completely interpret,
  All his wonderful work;
And his name shall get the praise
  For a vast eternity.

Judge not the Lord
    by feeble sense,
  But trust Him
      for His grace;
Behind a frowning
    providence
  He hides a
      smiling face.

His purposes will
    ripen fast,
  Unfolding
      every hour;
The bud may have
    a bitter taste,
  But sweet will be
      the flower.

Blind unbelief is
    sure to err
  And scan His
      work in vain;
God is His own
    interpreter,
  And He will
      make it plain.

see: God moves in a mysterious way