O am gael hedd!
Tydi yr Hwn ar fôr
Tiberias gynt,
Geryddaist gynnwf
y brawychus wynt, -
Ynghanol dig ystormydd ar bob llaw
Sy'n llanw'm henaid
âg alaethus fraw,
Llefara air fo'n dwyn
i'm mynwes hedd -
Hedd, dwyfol hedd.
O am gael hedd!
Tydi yr Hwn yn nhref
Bethania gynt,
A sychaist ddagrau galar
ar Dy hynt, -
Yngwyneb blin gystuddiau
yn y byd,
Sy'n gwneud i'm hysbryd ymdristâu o hyd,
Dod imi drwy Dy bresenoldeb hedd -
Hedd, dwyfol hedd.
O am gael hedd!
Tydi yr Hwn ar fynydd Calfari,
Oddefaist ing marwolaeth
drosof fi, -
Yngafael anghrediniaeth calon ddrwg,
Deilyngodd lawer gwaith Dy fythol wg,
Rho imi o'th drugaredd deimlo hedd -
Hedd, dwyfol hedd.
David Rowlands (Dewi Môn) 1836-1907
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O to get peace!
Thou art he who on the sea
of Tiberias once,
Didst chide the tumult of
the terrifying wind, -
Amidst the storm's wrath on every hand
That is flooding my soul
with grievous terror,
Speak a word that will bring
peace to my breast -
Peace, divine peace.
O to get peace!
Thou art he who in the town
of Bethany once,
Didst dry the tears of mourning
on thy course, -
In the face of grievous afflictions
in the world,
Which are making my spirit sadden still,
Give to me through thy presence peace -
Peace, divine peace.
O to get peace!
Thou art he on the mountain of Calvary,
Who didst suffer the throes of death
for me, -
In the grip of an evil heart's unbelief,
That deserved many a time thy divine frown,
Grant me of thy mercy to feel peace -
Peace, divine peace.
tr. 2020 Richard B Gillion
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