Duw, teyrnasa ar y ddaear, O'r gorllewin pell i'r de; Cymmer feddiant o'r ardaloedd Pellaf, t'wllaf, is y ne': Haul Cyfiawnder, Llanw'r ddaear fawr â'th ras. Doed yr India fawr, gyfoethog, Heddyw dan dywyllwch sydd, I gael wel'd efengyl hyfryd Yn dwyn drosodd oleu'r dydd: Nes b'o heddwch Yn teyrnasu o fôr i fôr. Taened gweinidogion bywyd Iachawdwriaeth Iesu ar led; Cluded moroedd addewidion Drosodd draw i'r rhai di-gred: Aed Efengyl Ar adenydd dwyfol wynt. Doed preswylwyr yr anialwch, Doed trigolion bro a bryn; Doed y rhai sydd ar y cefnfor, I garu'r iachawdwriaeth hyn: Nes b'o adsain Moliant yn amgylchu'r byd. Pur ganiadau i Frenin Sion Fyddo yn llawenydd llawn, Braw o'r dwyrain, lle mae'n codi, Hyd fachludiad haul brydnawn; Fyth na sonir Ond am degwch Brenin nef. pell :: bell t'wllaf :: twyllaf :: t'wyllaf Iesu :: Crist adsain :: atsain sonir :: sonier
Tôn [8787.447]:
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God, reign on the earth, From the far west to the south; Take possession of the regions Furthest, darkest, under heaven: Sun of Righteousness, Fill the great earth with thy grace. Let great, rich India come, Which today is under darkness, To get to see a delightful gospel Drawing over the light of day: Until peace Reign from sea to sea. May the ministers of life spread The salvation of Jesus abroad; May seas convey promises Afar to those without belief: May the Gospel go On wings of divine wind. Let the residents of the desert come, Let the inhabitants of vale and hill come; Let those who are on the high sea come, To love this salvation: Until resound Praise around the world. Pure songs to the King of Zion Be full joy, Fear from the east, where it rises, As far as the setting of the afternoon sun; May nothing ever be sounded But the fairness of the King of heaven. :: :: :: :: :: :: |
O'er the earth, in every nation, Reign, Jehovah, in each place Take all kingdoms in possession, Heathen darkness thence displace; Fill each people, Sun of Righteousness, with grace. Oh! ye heralds of Salvation, Jesus' mercy far proclaim; Bear, ye seas, the sacred mission, Till the pagan bless his name; Let the gospel Fly on wings of heavenly flame. Let all those in deserts dwelling, All on hills, in dales around, Those who live 'midst oceans swelling, Jesus' glorious praises sound; Till the echo Of his name the world surround. Tune [878747]: Peniel (Welsh air) |