Mae haeddiant mawr rhinweddol waed fy Nuw Yn llawer mwy na'r pechod gwaetha'i ryw: Ceir maddeu myrdd o'r beiau mwyaf gaed, A'r euog brwnt a gènir yn y gwaed. O'm pen i'm traed, annhraethol aflan wyf; Nid oes lanhâd ond yn ei farwol glwyf; Y ffynnon hon agorwyd ar y bryn, Er dued wyf, a'm gylch yn hyfryd wỳn. Efe yw'r Iawn dros ein pechodau ni; Ei ddryllio wnaed ar fynydd Calfari: Ein dyled fawr a dalwyd yno'n llawn, A'r llyfrau oll a groeswyd un prydnawn. Wrth daro'r graig, daeth allan ddyfroedd pur, Ein dilyn mae trwy'r dyrys anial dir; Cawn lawenhau wrth yfed dyfroedd byw, A'n golchi'n lân, a'n dwyn i gwmni Duw. Mi ganaf byth am haeddiant dwyfol waed; Fy mhrynu wnaeth, a'm gosod ar fy nhraed: Boddloni'r Tad a'r gyfraith yn fy lle, Ac ennill hawl im byth yn nheyrnas ne'. Och'neidiau'r groes a roes ryddhad i ni; Mae'm cymmhorth llawn yn gyflawn Un yn Dri; Duw dîg sy'n Dad i bechaduriaid trist, A'r cymmod rhad trwy haeddiant Iesu Grist. Mi ganaf :: Ni ganwn
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The great merit of the wonderful blood of my God Is much greater than the sin of the worst kind: To be got is forgiveness of a myriad of the greatest sins there are, And the dirty, guilty one is to be bleached in the blood. From my head to my feet, inexpressibly unclean I am; There is no cleansing but in his mortal wound; This fount was opened on the hill, Despite how black I am, shall wash me delightfully white. He is the Satisfaction for our sins; Break him it did on the mount of Calvary: Our great debt was paid there in full, And all the books were crossed one afternoon. On striking the rock, pure waters came out, Leading us it is through the troublesome desert land; We may rejoice on drinking living waters, Which wash us clean, and bring us to God's company. I will sing forever of the merit of divine blood; Redeem me it did, and set me on my feet: Satisfying the Father and the law in my place, And won the right for me forever in the kingdom of God. Groans of the cross have given me freedom; My full support is completely One in Three; The God of wrath is a Father to the sad sinners, And the free covenant through the merit of of Jesus Christ. I will sing :: We will sing tr. 2013 Richard B Gillion |
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