O! Iesu, yn fy mynwes dod Ddymuniad am roi i maes dy glod; Gollwng fy nhafod caeth yn rhydd I deaethu'r mawredd ynot sydd; Ac yna, i drigolion byd, Trugaredd fydd fy nghân i gyd. Dymunwn brynu'r amser drud, A byw i ddangos Crist i'r byd; Gan dreulio 'mywyd dros y llu Sydd heb adnabod Iesu cu; A dwyn trueiniaid gwael y llawr Dan rym y genadwri fawr. Yn gywir dyst gad imi fod, O! Iesu, beunydd er dy glod; Rho imi nerth i lenwi'r lle A drefnwyd imi is y ne'; A gwneud d'weyllys hyd fy medd, Fel byddo imi fyd o hedd.cyf. Y Caniedydd Cynulleidfaol Newydd 1921
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O Jesus, in my breast put A wish to set forth thy praise; To loose my captive tongue free To expound the majesty which is in thee; And then, for the inhabitants of the world, Mercy shall be all my song. I would wish to redeem the precious time, And live to show Christ to the world; Spending my life for the host Who do not know my dear Jesus; And lead the wretched poor of the earth Under the force of the great mission. Truly a witness let me be, O Jesus, daily for thy praise; Give me strength to fill the place Appointed for me under heaven; And do thy will as far as my grave, Thus may there be for me a world of peace.tr. 2017 Richard B Gillion |
Thou, Jesu, thou my breast inspire, And touch my lips with hallowed fire, And loose a stammering infant's tongue; Prepare the vessel of thy grace, Adorn me with the robes of praise, And mercy shall be all my song. Mercy for all who know not God, [*] Mercy for all in Jesu's blood, Mercy, that earth and heaven transcends; Love, that o'erwhelms the saints in light, The length, and breadth, and depth, and height Of love divine, which never ends! A faithful witness of thy grace, Well may I fill the allotted space, And answer all thy great design; Walk in the works by thee prepared; And find annexed the vast reward, The crown of righteousness divine. When I have lived to thee alone, Pronounce the welcome word, "Well done!" And let me take my place above; Enter into my Master's joy, And all eternity employ In praise, and ecstasy, and love.Charles Wesley 1707-88 Hymns and Sacred Poems 1749 Tune [888888]: Stamford (Samuel Reay 1822-1905) [*] see also: I would the precious time redeem, And longer live for this alone; To spend and to be spent for them, Who have not yet my Saviour known: Fully on these my mission prove, And only breathe to breathe thy love.from Give me the faith which can remove |