Draw mi wela'r ardal hyfryd, Lle mae'm trysor, lle mae 'mryd; Lle mae'm henw i'n guddiedig, Lle mae 'nghysur oll i gyd: Draw fy Mhriod, draw fy Nghariad, Draw f'Anwylyd, draw fy Nhad; A fy nghartref nefol, tawel Yn y baradwysaidd wlad. Mi af yno, doed a ddelo, Doed cymylau, deued dydd: Dyna'r unig fan 'rwy'n disgwyl Cael yn hollol fod yn rhydd. Y mae hiraeth yn fy nghalon, Y mae syched trwy fy mryd Am gael bod yn Dy gwmpeini Yng nghystuddiau penna'r byd.William Williams 1717-91 Tôn [8787D]: Moriah (Casgliad Madan 1760) gwelir: Rwy' fi'n dechreu teimlo eisoes |
Yonder I see the delightful region, Where my treasure is, where my heart is; Where my name is hidden, Where is all my comfort: Yonder is my Spouse, yonder is my Love, Yonder is my Beloved, yonder is my Father; And my quiet, heavenly home In the paradisiacal land. I will go there, come what may, Come clouds, may the day come: There is the only place I am expecting To get to be completely free. There is a longing in my heart, There is a thirst through my mind To get to be in Thy company In the tribulations of the end of the world.tr. 2010 Richard B Gillion |
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