Mae hyfryd lais Efengyl hedd Yn galw ar bob oes, I ymgeleddu'r gwael eu gwedd, Ac esmwythau eu loes. Y mae trueiniaid ar bob llaw Yn gorwedd yn eu gwaed; Pa le mae'r cymwynaswr ddaw I'w codi ar eu traed? Oddeutu'r ffordd i ddinas Duw Mae clwyfedigion lu; A rhwymo eu doluriau yw Ein braint, a'u dwyn i'w dŷ. Bu'r Iesu farw dros y tlawd A thros yr aflan rai; O! na ddos heibio i dy frawd - Mae'n ddyn er maint ei fai. Y rhai sydd ar eu ffordd i'r nef Yn cymwynaswyr byd; Aed pawb â rhywun gydag ef I mewn i'r cartref clyd.W Evans Jones (Penllyn) 1854–1938
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The delightful voice of the Gospel of peace is Calling on every age, To help the worst in condition And relieve their anguish. There are wretches on every hand Lying in their blood; Where will the benefactor come To raise them onto their feet? About the road to God's city Is a host of the wounded; And to bandage their sores is Our privilege, and lead them to his house. Jesus died for the poor And for the unclean; O do not pass by thy brother - He is a man despite the extent of his fault. Some are on their way to heaven As benefactors of the world; May everyone go with someone with him Into the cosy home.tr. 2009 Richard B Gillion |
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