O dewch, galarwch gyda mi; O blaid y Ceidwad byddwn mwy; O dewch, gollyngwn ddagrau'n lli'; Yr Iesu groeshoeliasant hwy. Ai nid yw'n dagrau'n ffrydlif gref, Tra'n gwel'd yr Iuddew'n gwawdio'i glwy'? Mor dawel dyodefa ef; Yr Iesu groeshoeliasant hwy. Ei draed a'i dwylaw rwyga'r dur; Ei ingol syched a'n fwy, fwy; Mewn gwaed ymsudda'i lygaid pur; Yr Iesu groeshoeliasant hwy. O'i enau geiriau cariad ddaeth; Dros ei elyniou digllawn, drwy Y tywyll oriau, eiriol wnaeth; Yr Iesu groeshoeliasant hwy. O cydeisteddwn dan ei groes, Fel bo i'r gwaed o'i farwol glwy' Ddefnynu arnom drwy ein hoes; Yr Iesu groeshoeliasant hwy. O Dduw, rho ini ysbryd briw, A chalon wedi ei hollti'n dwy; Fel gallom garu'r Iesu gwiw, Yr hwn a groeshoeliasant hwy.Hymns and Tunes in Welsh and English 1884 Tôn [LM 8888]: St Cross (John B Dykes 1823-76) gwelir: O deuwch wylwch gyda mi O Dewch gan wylo gyda mi |
O come, mourn with me; On the side of the Saviour let us be evermore; O come, let us shed tears as a flood; Jesus they have crucified. Are there not tears as a strong torrent, While seeing the Jew mocking his wound? How quietly he suffers; Jesus they have crucified. His feet and his hands the nails tear; His anguished thirst gets greater, greater; In blood his pure eyes move; Jesus they have crucified. From his mouth love came; For his heartless enemies, through The dark hours, intercession he made; Jesus they have crucified. O sit together under his cross, That the blood from his mortal wound may Drop upon us throughout our age; Jesus they have crucified. O God, give us a wounded spirit, And a heart broken in two; Thus may we love the worthy Jesus, He whom they have crucified.tr. 2016 Richard B Gillion |
O come and mourn with me awhile; And tarry here the cross beside; O come, together let us mourn; Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. Have we no tears to shed for Him, While soldiers scoff and foes deride? Ah! look how patiently He hangs; Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. How fast His hands and feet are nailed; His blessed tongue with thirst is tied, His failing eyes are blind with blood: Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. Seven times He spoke, seven words of love; And all three hours His silence cried For mercy on the souls of men; Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. Come, let us stand beneath the cross; So may the blood from out His side Fall gently on us drop by drop; Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. A broken heart, a fount of tears, Ask, and they will not be denied; A broken heart love's cradle is: Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. [A broken heart, a fount of tears, Ask, and they will not be denied; Lord Jesus, may we love and weep, Since Thou for us art crucified.] O come ye to the Saviour's side
His blessed tongue with thirst is tied :: blind :: dimmed Frederick William Faber 1814-63
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