O Iesu! mae D'enw'n felusach na'r mêl, Tra'n loywon ddwfnynau o'r diliau y dêl; A'r meddwl am danat, Waredwr y byd, Sy'n puro fy nghalon wrth lanw fy mryd. Troi'n hoen wrth Dy weled wna lludded y llawr, Nes yw fy mlynyddoedd yn nefoed yn awr; Nid ofnaf yn afon, ac wedi mynd trwy, Rhyfeddaf Di, caraf Di, molaf Di mwy.John Cadvan Davies (Cadfan) 1846-1923 Tôn [11.11.11.11] (D Emlyn Evans 1843-1913) |
O Jesus, Thy name is sweeter than the honey, So bright the drops that come from the honeycombs; And the thought about thee, Deliver of the world, Are purifying my heart while flooding my mind. Turn lively on seeing Thee shall the dust of the ground, Near are my years in heaven now; I shall not fear in the river, and after going through, I shall wonder at Thee, I shall love Thee, I shall praise Thee evermore.tr. 2018 Richard B Gillion |
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