O Iesu'm nerth a'm nawdd

O Iesu! 'm nerth a'm nawdd!
  Fy nghymorth hawdd ei gael,
Mewn hyder deuaf atat Ti,
  Gwrandâwr gweddiau'r gwaed:
Dysgwyliaf wrth dy borth
  Am gymorth yn ddi-feth,
I allu gwneuthur yn ddi-lys
  D'ewyllys yn mhob peth.

Mae arna'i eisiau nerth
  I ymwadu â fi fy hun,
I sathru lawr bob Gelyn serth,
  Pleserau'r cnawd
      a'i wŷn:
Nerth hefyd i barhau
  Yn ffyddlon ddyddiau f'oes
I ddiodde' pob peth er dy fwyn
  Heb rwgnach dwyn dy groes.

Mae arnaf eisieu'n wir
  Cael golwg glir yn glau,
A gwel'd y drwg oddi yma draw,
  Pan fo ger llaw'n nesâu:
Nerth hefyd i barhau
  Yn ffyddlawn ddyddiau f'oes,
I ddyoddef pobpeth er dy fwyn,
  Heb rwgnach dwyn dy groes.

Mae arna'i eisiau sêl
  I 'nghymell at dy waith,
Nid rhag ofn y gosb a ddêl
  Nac am y gyflog chwaith,
Ond gwir ddymuniad llawn
  Ddyrchafu'th gyfiawn glod
Am iti wrthyf drugarhau
  Ac edrych arna' i erioed.

Mae eisiau arnaf fi,
  Dy nabod di yn fwy,
A gweld mor bur yw'th natur lân,
  Mor frwnt fy hunan wy.
Mae arna'i eisiau'n wir
  Cael gweld fy eisiau'n well,
Pob peth sy'n eisiau arnaf fi
  Pan fyddech di ymhell.

gwelir: Mae arnaf eisiau sêl

O Jesus my strength and my refuge!
  My support easily gotten,
In confidence I will come to Thee,
  Hearer of the prayers of the blood:
I wait for thy sustenance
  For unfailing support,
To enable to do constantly
  Thy will in every thing.

I have a need of strength
  To deny myself,
To trample down every ardent enemy,
  The pleasures of the flesh
      and its desire:
Strength also to remain
  Faithful all the days of my life
To suffer everything for thy sake
  Without grudging bearing thy cross.

I have a need truly
  To get a clear view quickly,
And see the evil yonder away from here,
  Whenever it is at hand approaching:
Strength also to continue
  Faithful the days of my life,
To suffer everything for thy sake,
  Without grumbling to carry the cross.

I have a need of zeal
  To urge me to thy work,
Not from fear of the coming punishment;
  Nor for the remuneration either,
But a true full wish
  To exalt thy righteous acclaim
For showing mercy to me
  And ever looking upon me.

I have a need,
  To know thee more,
And see how pure is thy holy nature,
  How filthy I myself am.
I truly have a need
  To get to see my need better,
Every need that I have
  Whenever thou art far away.

Jesus, my strength, my hope,
  On Thee I cast my care,
With humble confidence look up,
  And know Thou hear'st my prayer.
Give me on Thee to wait
  Till I can all things do;
On Thee, almighty to create,
  Almighty to renew.

I want a sober mind,
  A self-renouncing will,
That tramples down
    and casts behind
  The baits of pleasing ill;
A soul inured to pain,
  To hardship, grief, and loss,
Bold to take up, firm to sustain
  The consecrated cross.

I want a godly fear,
  A quick discerning eye
That looks to Thee when sin is near
  And sees the tempter fly;
A spirit still prepared
  And armed with jealous care,
Forever standing on its guard
  And watching unto prayer.

I want a true regard,
  A single, steady aim,
Unmoved by threat'ning or reward
  To Thee and Thy great name.
A jealous, just concern
  For Thine immortal praise;
A pure desire that all may learn
  And glorify Thy grace.

I want with all my heart
  Thy pleasure to fulfill,
To know myself, and what Thou art,
  And what Thy perfect will.
I want I know not what,
  I want my wants to see,
I want — alas! what want I not,
  When Thou art not in me?