Dyrchafer enw Iesu cu Gan seintiau îs y nen, A holl aneirif luoedd nef, Coronwch ef yn ben! Angylion glân, sy'n gwylio'n gylch Oddeutu'i orsedd wen, Gosgorddion ei lywodraeth gref, Coronwch ef yn ben. Hardd lu'r merthyri, sydd uwchlaw Erlyniaeth, braw a sen, Â llafar glod ac uchel lef Coronwch ef yn ben. Yr holl broffwydi'n awr sy'n gweld Y Meichiau mawr heb len, A'i apostolion yn gyd-lef, Coronwch ef yn ben. Pob perchen anadl ymhob man Dan gwmpas haul y nen, Ar fôr a thir, mewn gwlad a thref, Coronwch ef yn ben. Yn uchaf oll bo enw'r hwn Fu farw ar y pren; Trwy'r ddaear faith ac yn y nef, Coronwch ef yn ben. Oddeutu'r orsedd wen :: O ddeutu'i orsedd wen ei lywodraeth gref :: ei lywodraeth Ef braw a sen :: braw na sen Yn uchaf oll bo enw'r :: Na enwer enw neb ond ac yn y nef :: nac yn y nef efel. Evan Evans (Ieuan Glan Geirionydd) 1795-1855
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Let the dear name of Jesus be lifted up By saints beneath the sky, And all you innumerable hosts of heaven, Crown him above all. Holy angels, who are watching all around Above the white throne, You guardians of his strong government, Crown him above all. Beautiful host of martyrs, who are beyond Persecution, terror and reviling, With a voice of praise and a loud shout Crown him above all. All you prophets who now behold The great Surety without a veil, And you apostles with a united cry, Crown him above all. Every living creature in every quarter Under the orbit of the sky's sun, On sea and land, in country and town, Crown him above all. High above all be the name of him Who died on the tree; Through the wide world and in the heaven, Crown him above all. About his white throne :: About the white throne his strong government :: His strong government :: High above all be the name of :: Let no name be named but :: tr. 2007,8 Richard B Gillion |
All hail the pow'r of Jesus' name! Let angels prostrate fall; Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown Him Lord of all. Let highborn seraphs tune the lyre, And as they tune it, fall Before His face Who tunes their choir, And crown Him Lord of all. Crown him, you martyrs of our God, Who from his altar call; Extol the stem of Jesse's rod And crown Him Lord of all. Let ev'ry kindred, ev'ry tribe, On this terrestrial ball, To Him all majesty ascribe, And crown Him Lord of all. O that with yonder sacred throng We at His feet may fall! We'll join the everlasting song, And crown Him Lord of all.
1780 Edward Perronet 1726-1792
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