Fel hyn, medd y Goruchel un, 'Rwy'n llanw gorsedd nef ei hun, Fy enw yw Duw, 'rwy'n trîgo fry, A thragwyddoldeb yw fy nhŷ. Ond disgyn 'rwyf i fydoedd is, Mae genyf ar y ddaear lŷs; Yr ysbryd gostyngedig briw Yw'r drigfan bur 'rwy'n hoffi byw. Yr enaid isel wrth fy ngair, A'r cystuddiedig a fywheir, Y galon ddrylliog a iachaf, A'r meddwl blin a esmwythaf. Am bechod pan ymdrechw'i â dyn, Gwnaf iddo we'd ei ffiaidd lun; On pe bai'm llid yn mygu byth, Fe soddei dan fy nyrnod syth. Dy nawddol ras a f'o gerllaw, Rhag in' lewygu dan dy law; Fel hyn bydd hyfyrd gennym ni Am ffordd fy dadol gerydd di.Caniadau Y Cysegr 1855 [Mesur: MH 8888] |
Thus, says the Most High one, I am filling the throne of heaven itself, My name is God, I dwell above, And eternity is my house. But I will descend to the lower worlds, I have a court on the earth; The humbled, bruised spirit Is the pure residence where I like to dwell. The lowly soul by my word, And the afflicted is to be revived, The broken heart I will heal, And the wearied mind I will ease. For sin when it is overcome by man, I will make is see its detestable image; But if wrath should be choking forever, It would sink under my straight stroke. Thy protective grace be at hand, Lest we lose heart under thy hand, Thus shall be delightful for us The way of thy fatherly chastisement.tr. 2012,16 Richard B Gillion |
Thus saith the high and lofty One: "I sit upon my holy throne; My name is God, I dwell on high, Dwell in my own eternity. But I descend to worlds below, On earth I have a mansion too; The humble spirit and contrite Is an abode of my delight. The humble soul my words revive, I bid the mourning sinner live, Heal all the broken hearts I find, And ease the sorrows of the mind. When I contend against their sin, I make them know how vile they've been; But should my wrath for ever smoke, Their souls would sink beneath my stroke." O may thy pard'ning grace be nigh, Lest we should faint, despair, and die! Thus shall our better thoughts approve The methods of thy chast'ning love.Isaac Watts 1674-1748 Tune [LM 8888]: Nantwich (Martin Madan 1726-90) |