Arglwydd Iesu, dysg im gerdded Drwy y byd yn ôl dy droed; 'Chollodd neb y ffordd i'r nefoedd Wrth dy ganlyn di erioed: Mae yn olau Ond cael gweld dy wyneb di. Araf iawn wyf fi i ddysgu, Amyneddgar iawn wyt ti; Mae dy ras yn drech na phechod – Aeth dy ras â'm henaid i; Paid rhoi 'fyny Nes im gyrraedd trothwy'r drws. Ar fy ngyrfa dysg im weithio Gwaith y nef, wrth olau ffydd, Nes im ddyfod yn gyfarwydd  gorchwylion gwlad y dydd; Dysgu'r anthem Cyn cael telyn yn y côr. Dysg im siarad yn fwy nefol, Fel preswylwyr pur y wlad; Dysg im feddwl, fel yr angel, Yn fwy annwyl am fy Nhad: Wedi'r dysgu, Ti gei'r mawl a'r enw byth.Howell Elvet Lewis (Elfed) 1860-1953
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Lord Jesus, teach me to walk Through the world in thy footprint; No-one ever lost the way To heaven while following thee: It is light Just to see thy face. Very slow am I to learn, Very patient art thou; Thy grace overcomes sin - Thy grace has taken my soul; Do not give me up Until I reach the door's threshold. On my course teach me to work The work of heaven, by the light of faith, Until I become familiar With the tasks of the land of day; Learning the anthem Before getting a harp in the choir. Teach me to speak more heavenly, Like a pure inhabitant of the land; Teach me to think, like the angel, More dearly about my Father: After the teaching, Thou shalt get the praise and the name forever.tr. 2024 Richard B Gillion |
O Lord Jesus, lead my footsteps Through the world after your own; You yourself the way to heaven And the truth and life alone; Just to see your glorious face, will Be the light of life to me. Jesus, good and patient teacher, Slow am I to learn your way; Grace alone will help me triumph Over sin, so day by day, Bring my serving to completion Until heaven's gates I see. May I do the works of heaven As by faith I walk below, Learning how do your will, Lord, And your praises here to show; Singing here the heavenly anthem, Of your mercy full and free. Let me speak the words of heaven, To your children here I meet, May my prayers for blessings on them Fly up to your mercy-seat; Then I'll praise you, my Redeemer, And acclaim eternally.tr. 2024 Richard B Gillion Tune [878787]: Rhondda (M O Jones 1842-1908) |