Nid oes eisiau un creadur Yn bresennol lle bo Duw; Mae E'n fwyd, y mae E'n ddiod, Nerth fy natur egwan yw: Pob hapusrwydd Sydd yn aros ynddo'i Hun. Gyrrwch fi i eithaf twllwch, Hwnt i derfyn oll sy'n bod, I ryw wagle dudew anial, Na fu creadur ynddo 'rioed; Hapus hapus Fyddaf yno gyda Thi. Rho'f ffarwel i'r holl gre'digaeth, Ffarwel feusydd gwych eu rhyw; Ffarwel deiau, ffarwel diroedd, Ffarwel dynion goreu'n fyw: Gwych gyfnewid, Duw ei hunan yn lle'r byd. Nis gall dychryn, nis gall ofnau Nis gall pechod yn gyttûn, Gael un effaith ar fy enaid Pan y byddwyf wrth dy glun; Ofer, ofer Ceisio'm cyffwrdd yn dy gôl. Nid oes unman imi'n gartref, Nid oes drigfan o un rhyw Alla'i galw yn hyfrydwch Imi'n awr ond mynwes Duw; Yn ei fynwes Mae fy naear i a'm nef. Beth wyf gwaeth, pe llyngcai'r moroedd Ddaear ëang yn eu croth? Beth wyf gwaeth pe d'ai gwaelodion Dyfnder mawr yn berffaith noeth? Beth yw colli, Môr a daear, ond cael Duw? Na fu creadur ynddo 'rioed :: Lle na sangodd dyn erioed Alla'i galw :: Allaf alw
William Williams 1717-91
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There is no need of any creature Present wherever God is; He is food, and He is drink, The strength of my weak nature he is: Every happiness Is abiding in Him himself. Drive me to the extreme of darkness, Beyond the boundary of all that is, To some black, desert, empty place, In which no creature has ever been; Happy, happy, I will be there with Thee. Say farewell to the whole creation, Farewell fields of an excellent kind; Farewell houses, farewell lands, Farewell the best men alive: An excellent exchange, God himself in place of the world. Horror cannot, fears cannot Sin cannot in agreement, Get any effect on my soul When I am at thy thigh; Useless, useless, Trying to touch me in thy bosom. Nowhere is home to me, There is no dwelling of any kind I cannot call anything delightful To me now, but God's breast; In his breast Is my earth and my heaven. What harm to me if the seas swallowed The wide earth in their womb? What harm to me, if the bottoms of the great deep Should become perfectly naked? What is it to lose Sea and earth, but to get God? In which no creature has ever been :: Where no man has ever trod :: tr. 2015 Richard B Gillion |
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