O mor faith a blīn yw'r oriau, Heb im' weled gwedd fy Nuw; Beth dal i mi'r holl bleserau, Sy'n boddloni dynol-ryw: Er i'r haul ddisgleirio'n harddwych, Er blodeuo'r ddaear lās, Er mwynhau pob gwych hyfrydwch Ni'm boddlonant heb ei ras. Neb ond Iesu, rydd im' gysur, Tan fy ngofid blīn a'm poen; Ffarwel hźn hudolaidd ddaear, Mi ddilynaf gamrau'r Oen; Er my mod i mor anheilwng, Mi ddisgwyliaf wrth fy Nuw, 'Fe gyflawna'i būr addewid Glynaf wrtho tra 'fo'i byw. Arglwydd dyro im' adnabod Dy fod, yn gyflawn eiddo i mi; Maddeu'n llwyr fy holl gamweddau Rho im' brawf o'th gariad cu: Dyro'th Yspryd im' diddanu, Dyro'th Yspryd i'm glanhau, Cymmer feddiant llwyr o hono'i Dedwydd fyddaf yn ddidrai.John Hughes 1776-1843 Diferion y Cyssegr 1802 [Mesur: 8787] |
O how long and wearying are the hours, Without my seeing my God's face; What hold on me have all the pleasures, That satisfy human-kind: Although the sun shines beautifully, Although the blue-green earth flourishes, Although enjoying every wonderful beauty They do not satisfy me without his grace. None but Jesus, gives me comfort, Under my wearying grief and my pain; Farewell old enchantments of earth, I will follow the steps of the Lamb; Although I am so unworthy, I will wait for my God, 'Tis he will fulfill his pure promise I will stick to him while ever I live. Lord, grant me to recognize That thou art, fully belonging to me; Forgive completely all my transgressions Give me an experience of thy dear love: Grant thy Spirit to comfort me, Grant thy Spirit to cleanse me, Take complete possession of me Unebbingly happy I shall be.tr. 2018 Richard B Gillion |
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