O! fy Iesu bendigedig, unig gwmni f'enaid gwan, Ym mhob adfyd a thrallodion dal fy ysbryd llesg i'r lan. Tra y'm teflir yma ac acw ar anwadal donnau'r byd, Cymorth rho i ddal fy ngafael ynot Ti, sy'r un o hyd. Rhof fy nhroed y fan a fynnwyf ar sigledig bethau'r byd, Ysgwyd mae y tir o danaf, darnau'n cwympo i lawr o hyd; Ond os caf fy nhroed i sengi, yn y dymestl fawr a'm chwyth, Ar dragwyddol Graig yr oesoedd, dyna fan na sigla byth! Pwyso'r bore ar fy nheulu, colli'r rheini y prynhawn; Pwyso eilwaith ar gyfeillion, hwythau'n colli'n fuan iawn; Pwyso ar hawddfyd – hwnnw'n siglo, profi'n fuan newid byd: Pwyso ar Iesu, dyma gryfder sydd yn dal y pwysau i gyd!Ebenezer Thomas (Eben Fardd) 1802-63
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O my blessed Jesus, Only company of my weak soul, In every adversity and tribulation My frail spirit clings to the goal. While it is tossed here and there On the world's shifting waves, Help is given to strengthen my grasp In thee, who art the same always. I plant my foot wherever I will As worldly things are shifting, Shaken is the land underneath, Fragments collapsing right to the ground; But if I get my foot to tread, In the great tempest that blasts me, On the eternal Rock of the ages, That place will never totter! To depend in the morning upon my family, To lose those in the afternoon; To depend anew on friends, Losing them very quickly; Depending on pleasure - that is to totter, To prove quickly a change of the world: To depend on Jesus, here is strength Which is holding all the weight!tr 2007 Richard B Gillion |
O my Jesus, blessed Jesus, Only friend of my weak soul, In adversity my spirit Needs thy pow'r to be kept whole. While the tempests rage about me, Through earth's waves I'll be secure; Help is giv'n my grasp to strengthen, In thy nature, ever sure. Here is ground I long to build on, 'Mid decay, One here I trust, Earth's one hope of shield and saviour While its mountains turn to dust. While I stand on this foundation In the tempest and the blast The eternal Rock of ages, Is the place forever fast. Naught on earth endures forever. Family and friends pass on. Health and strength, hope and ambition, New-found friends are quickly gone. Building on these things will only Show their strength but sinking sand; To depend on Jesus only, Proves the power of his strong hand.tr. 2007 Richard B Gillion
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