Na chuddia'th wyneb, Arglwydd da, Na fwrw'm henaid ymaith; Duw f'einioes wyt, ac atat dof, Mewn dydd o brofedigaeth. Pe b'ai i geraint agos, cu, Fy ngado i drengu o eisiau; Fe gofiai Duw am danaf fi, Cyflawnai fy holl reidiau. O saint, deffrowch, na fyddwch swrth, Dysgwyliwch wrth Dduw'n wastad; Pan laeso'ch ysbryd, fe'i cryfhâ Yn amgen na'ch dysgwyliad.
cyf. Dafydd Jones 1711-77 [Mesur: MS 8787] gwelir: Mor gynted Dâd y dywedech di |
Do not cover thy face, good Lord, Nor cast my soul away; God of my life thou art, and to thee I come, In the day of testing. If a dear, near relative should Leave me to perish from need, My God would remember me, He would fulfil all my needs. O saints, awake, do not be sullen, Wait upon God constantly; When he relieves your spirit, he will strengthen it More than your expectation. tr. 2021 Richard B Gillion |
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