Un arch a erchais ar Dduw Naf,
A hyny archaf etto;
Cael dod i dŷ yr Arglwydd glân,
A bod â'm trigfa ynddo.
I edrych ar brydferthwch pur
Fy Nuw a'm gwir Waredwr;
Ac i ymofyn trwy fy oes
Pa gyngor roes fy Mhrynwr.
Duw, dysg i mi dy ffordd yn rhwydd,
O herwydd fy ngelynion;
Ac arwain fi, o'th nawddol rad,
Yn wastad ar yr union.
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Un arch a erchais ar Dduw Nâf,
A hyny archaf eto;
Cael d'od i dŷ fy Arglwydd glân,
A bod â'm trigfan ynddo.
Caf yno roi fy nghwyn o'th flaen,
A'th degwch wela'i'n wastad;
A chlywed traethu d'w'llys gu,
A chenadwri'th gariad.
Pan ddel tymhestloedd -
p'le ceir gwell?
Mae yno babell ddirgel,
Lle cuddia Duw ei blant bob un,
A'u henaid sy'n ddiogel.
Edmwnd Prys 1544-1623
Tôn [MS 8787]: Sabboth (J Williams 1740-1821) gwelir: Yr Arglwydd yw fy ngoleu 'gyd |
One request I requested of God the Chief,
And this I request still;
To get to come to the house of the holy Lord,
And have my dwelling in it.
To look on the pure beauty
Of my God and my true Deliverer;
And to ask throughout my lifespan
What counsel my Redeemer gave.
God, teach me thy way freely,
Because of my enemies;
And lead me, of thy gracious protection,
Constantly aright.
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One request I requested of God the Chief,
And this I request still;
To get to come to the house of the holy Lord,
And have my dwelling in it.
There to get to put my complaint before thee,
And thy fairness see constantly;
And hear the expounding of thy dear will,
And the message of thy love.
When tempest come -
what better place is to be got?
In it is the secret tent,
Where God hides his children every one,
And their elderly ones are safe.
tr. 2016 Richard B Gillion
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4 Henceforth within his house to dwell
I earnestly desire,
His wondrous beauty there to view,
and his blest will enquire.
11 Instruct me in thy paths, O Lord,
my ways directly guide;
Lest envious men, who watch my steps,
should see me tread aside.
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4 Henceforth within his house to dwell
I earnestly desire,
His wondrous beauty there to view,
and his blest will enquire.
7 Continue, Lord, to hear my voice,
whene'er to thee I cry;
In mercy all my pray'rs receive,
nor my requests deny.
9 Then hide not thou
thy face, O Lord,
nor me in wrath reject;
My God and Saviour, leave not him
thou didst so oft protect.
N Tate & N BradyA New Version of the Psalms of David in Metre 1696 |