Nid yw hi etto ond megys gwawr,
Goleuni mawr sy'n dyfod,
Pan ddel myrddiynau gyd âg Ef,
I fyn'd i'r nef â'i Briod.
A chlod ar glod
ei ras tra mawr,
Ledaena'n awr mor helaeth,
Nes seinio trwy holl
entrych nef,
Am ddyfais iachawdwriaeth.
William Williams 1717-91
Tôn [MS 8787]: Suffolk (J A Lloyd 1815-75) gwelir: Rhaid i mi gael pob gras pob dawn |
It is still only like dawn,
A great light is coming,
When myriads will come with Him,
To go to heaven with her Spouse.
With praise upon praise
of his grace so great,
The hour shall spread so widely,
Until sounding through all
the vault of heaven,
For the scheme of salvation.
tr. 2020 Richard B Gillion
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