Dan groesau o bob rhyw Deheulaw Duw a'n daliodd; Ac mewn trallodion, fawr a mân,  chân y'n hamgylchynodd. Ein llwyr ddiwallu wnaeth  lluniaeth a llawenydd; Fe'n diogelodd, a ni'n wan, O dan ei glyd adenydd. Mae gennym obaith llawn Y cawn drwy'n hoes ein cynnal; A meddu mwyach, nos a dydd, Arweinydd yn yr anial. 'N ôl agor pyrth y bedd, I ganol hedd esgynnwn; Ymhlith y llu, mewn nefol iaith, Ei fawrwaith a glodforwn.David Lewis (Dewi Medi) 1844-1917
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Under crosses of every kind The right hand of God has kept us; And in tribulations, great and small, With a song surrounded us. He satisfied us completely With food and joy; He made us safe, and we weak, Under his cosy wings. We have a full hope We may have throughout our life our support; And possess henceforth, night and day, A leader in the desert. After the opening of the portals of the grave, To the centre of peace we will ascend; Amongst the throng, in a heavenly language, His greatness we will celebrate.tr. 2010 Richard B Gillion |
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