Yn arwydd y cyffesi Grist
A hoeliwyd ar y pren,
Gosodwn arnat nod y grog,
I'th selio'n blentyn nen;
Yn arwydd yr ymffrosti'n hy
Yn enw Brenin nef,
Argraffwn arnat nod ei warth
A'i fawr ogoniant Ef;
Yn arwydd y
gwrthsefi'n ddewr
Elynion Crist, ein Hedd,
Ac ymladd dan ei faner mwy
Yn gadarn hyd dy fedd;
[Yn arwydd y
gwrthsefi'n ddewr
Elynion Crist a'i groes,
Ac ymladd dan ei faner mwy
Yn gadarn trwy dy oes;]
Yn arwydd y dilyni byth
Ei lanaf lwybrau Ef;
Cofleidio'r groes, dibrisio'r gwarth
Ac esgyn fry i'r nef;
Fel hyn y'th seliwn iddo'i Hun
O'r Hwn pob rhinwedd dardd;
A boed i'r ael ddwg
nod ei groes
Byth wisgo'i goron hardd.
tr. T H Hughes 1850-1919
Tonau [MC 8686]: |
As a sign that thou confess Christ
Who was nailed on the tree,
I place upon thee the mark of the gibbet,
To seal thee as a child of heaven
As a sign that thou take pride boldly
In the name of the King of heaven,
I print upon thee the mark of his shame
And his great glory;
As a sign that thou wilt
withstand bravely
The enemies of Christ, our Peace,
And fight under his banner evermore
Firmly until the grave;
[As a sign that thou wilt
withstand bravely
The enemies of Christ and his cross,
And fight under his banner evermore
Firmly throughout thy lifetime;]
As a sign that thou wilt ever follow
His holiest paths;
Embrace the cross, despise the shame
And ascend up to heaven;
Thus we seal thee unto himself
From whom every virtue flows;
And may the brow that bears
the mark of his cross
Forever wear his beautiful crown.
tr. 2019 Richard B Gillion |
In token that thou shalt not fear
Christ crucified to own,
We print the cross upon thee here,
And stamp thee His alone.
In token that thou shalt not blush
To glory in His name,
We blazon here upon thy front
His glory and His shame.
In token that thou
shalt not flinch
Christ's quarrel to maintain,
But 'neath His banner manfully
Firm at thy post remain.
[In token that thou
shalt not flinch
Christ's quarrel to maintain,
But 'neath His banner manfully
Firm at thy post remain.]
In token that thou too shalt tread
The path He traveled by,
Endure the cross, despise the shame,
And sit thee down on high.
Thus outwardly and visibly
We seal thee for His own;
And may the brow that
wears His cross
Hereafter share His crown.
Tune [CM 8686]: St Stephen (William Jones 1726–1800) |