Amynedd, nerth a phwyll, A brys didwyll bob dydd, I deithio'r anial maith Bob cam o'r daith trwy ffydd, Sydd eisieu ar fy enaid gwan, A'r Iesu'n briod ac yn rhan. O'r dyfnder arno Ef Cyfodaf lef i'r lan, Mi welaf Iesu fry O du fy enaid gwan; Pob peth a geisier gan y Tad, I'r tlawd a rydd o'r nef yn rhad. O cofia, f'enaid, mwy, Amynedd yn y gwaith Sy'n eisiau 'nawr a ffydd, Tra paro dydd dy daith: Na thuchan mwy - yn gân cyn hir Troir holl riddfanau'r anial dir.Richard Jones ?1771-1833 Tôn [666688]: Gwladys / St Celynin (alaw Gymreig) gwelir: O'r dyfnder arno Ef |
Patience, strength and wisdom, And sincere haste every day, To travel the vast desert Every step of the journey through faith, Which is needed by my weak soul, And Jesus as a spouse and a portion. From the depth unto Him I raise a cry up, I see Jesus above On the side of my weak soul; Everything sought of the Father, For the poor he shall give from heaven freely. O remember, my soul, evermore, Patience in the work Is needed now and faith, While the day of thy journey endures: Grumble no more - into a song before long Are to be turned all the groans of the desert land.tr. 2016 Richard B Gillion |
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