F'enaid gwan sefydla d'olwg Ar yr Iesu'n unig nôd; Nid oes arall dâl ei geisio, Nac i bwyso arno'n bôd: Câr Ef nes anghofio'th ofid, Yma ar y ddaear ddu; Câr nes i'th serchiadau hedeg Ato i Gaersalem fry. Câr yr Hwn a fedr wared, Ac ymddiried iddo Ef; Crêd, ac edrych i'r addewid Am drysorau rhâd y nef: Cyfoeth càn' mil gwell na'r ddaear Sy'n Ei eiriau glân i gyd: Cyfoeth gwell na'r grëadigaeth Im' yw gwedd Ei wyneb-pryd. Cyfoeth yn yr anial garw, Elw 'nglỳn wylofain yw; Dyffryn galar try'n llawenydd, Rhỳdd yn angeu fodd i fyw; F'enaid, edrych i Galfaria, Cofia am riddfanau'r ardd, Nes b'o'n ddim dy holl deganau Byth yn ngwedd Ei wyneb hardd.Richard Jones ?1771-1833
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My weak soul, establish thy sight On Jesus our only aim; There is no-one else worth seeking, Nor is there anyone else to lean upon: Love him until thou forget thy fear, Here on the black earth; Love him until thy affections fly To him to Jerusalem above. Love Him who can deliver, And trust in Him; Believe, and look to the promise For the gracious promises of heaven: Wealth a hundred thousand times better than the earth Are in all his holy words: Wealth better than the creation To me is the countenance of His face. Wealth in the rough desert, Profit in the vale of lamentation it is; The valley of mourning shall turn to joy, It will give in death a means to live; My soul, look to Calvary, Remember the groanings of the garden, Until all thy trinkets be as nothing Ever in the sight of his beautiful face.tr. 2019 Richard B Gillion |
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