O nefol Dad, gad i ni fyw Yn nawdd Dy gariad mawr, Mewn sobrwydd meddwl gyda'th waith, A'n hwyneb tua'r wawr. O Grist, yn Geidwad in' bydd Di, Rhag mynd ar ol y byd; Ac na chaed gwin na diod gref Un amser ddenu'n bryd. O Ysbryd Glān, llwyr lanw'n bron A'th bur lawenydd Di, Fel na bo gloddest yfwyr gwin Yn ddenol byth i ni. O Sanctaidd Drindod, cadw'n troed, Rhag crwydro i lwybrau blys, Ond rhodio'n union ger Dy fron Yn ffyrdd Dy nefol lys.Charles Davies 1849-1927 Tôn [MC 8686]: Abergele (J Ambrose Lloyd 1815-74) |
O heavenly Father, let us live In the protection of Thy great love, In sobriety of thought with thy work, And our face towards the dawn. O Christ, a Saviour be Thou to us, From going after the world; And let not wine nor strong drink Once attract our mind. O Holy Spirit, completely fill our breast With Thy pure joy, That the carousal of wine-drinkers be not Attractive ever to us. O Holy Trinity, keep our feet, From wandering in the paths of pleasure, Bu walk rightly before Thee In the ways of Thy heavenly court.tr. 2015 Richard B Gillion |
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