Amynedd, nerth a phwyll,
A brys didwyll bob dydd,
I deithio'r anial maith
Bob cam o'r daith
trwy ffydd,
Sydd eisieu ar fy enaid gwan,
A'r Iesu'n briod ac yn rhan.
O'r dyfnder arno Ef
Cyfodaf lef i'r lan,
Mi welaf Iesu fry
O du fy enaid gwan;
Pob peth a geisier gan y Tad,
I'r tlawd a rydd
o'r nef yn rhad.
O cofia, f'enaid, mwy,
Amynedd yn y gwaith
Sy'n eisiau 'nawr a ffydd,
Tra paro dydd dy daith:
Na thuchan mwy - yn gān cyn hir
Troir holl
riddfanau'r anial dir.
Richard Jones ?1771-1833
Tonau [666688]: gwelir: O'r dyfnder arno Ef |
Patience, strength and wisdom,
And sincere haste every day,
To travel the vast desert
Every step of the journey
through faith,
Which is needed by my weak soul,
And Jesus as a spouse and a portion.
From the depth unto Him
I raise a cry up,
I see Jesus above
On the side of my weak soul;
Everything sought of the Father,
For the poor he shall give
from heaven freely.
O remember, my soul, evermore,
Patience in the work
Is needed now and faith,
While the day of thy journey endures:
Grumble no more - into a song before long
Are to be turned all
the groans of the desert land.
tr. 2016 Richard B Gillion
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