O! Iesu, Anwylyd y Tad,
Hyfrydwch y nefoedd i gyd,
A gobaith a gwrthrych mwynhad
Yr Eglwys dros
ŵyneb y byd -
A elli Di oddef i mi,
Bechadur truenus a thlawd,
Fyth garu'r fath berson â Thi,
A'th alw yn Briod a Brawd?
Dy wên sy'n fy nghodi i'r làn
Uwch troeon gofidus y byd;
A'th gwmni yn gwneuthur pob man
Yn hyfryd baradwys o hyd:
Fy nefoedd fydd traethu i maes
Rinweddau anfeidrol dy glwy',
A chanmol gogoniant dy ras
Dros oesoedd diderfyn byth mwy.
David Evans 1833-1920
Tôn [8888D]: Dan-y-graig (D Afan Thomas 1881-1928) |
O Jesus, thou Beloved of the Father,
The delight of all heaven,
And the hope and object of the enjoyment
Of the Church across
the face of the world -
Canst thou suffer me,
A pitiful and poor sinner,
Ever to love such a person as thou,
And to call thee Spouse and Brother?
Thy smile is lifting me up
Above the grievous turns of the world;
And thy company making every place
A delightful paradise always:
My heaven shall be to set forth
The immeasurable merits of thy wound,
And extol the glory of thy grace
For endless ages for evermore.
tr. 2023 Richard B Gillion
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