Pan wyt ar fôr bywyd ac o don i don, Pan fo ofni suddo yn tristáu dy fron, Cyfrif y bendithion, bob yn un ac un, Synnu wnei at gymaint a wnaeth Duw i ddyn. Cyfrif y bendithion, un ac un, Cyfrif gymaint a wnaeth Duw i ddyn, Cyfrif y bendithion, cyfrir un ac un, Synnu wnei at gymaint a wnaeth Duw i ddyn. A yw baich gofalon bywyd, ddaw i'th ran, Gyda phwysau'r groes yn llethu d'ysbryd gwan? Cyfrif y bendithion a rydd nerth i'r daith; Yn lle cwyno, canu mwyach fydd dy waith. Os oes rhai yn meddu aur a thir y llawr, Cofia fod i tithau etifeddiaeth fawr; Cyfrif y bendithion, maent uwch gwerth y byd, Eiddot Iesu'n ffrind, a'r nef yn gartref clyd. Felly yn y rhyfel, er mor danllyd yw, Paid a digalonni - drosot mae dy Dduw; Cyfrif y bendithion, mae ei engyl ef Yn dy wylio nes it gyrraedd fry i'r nef.cyf. T G Thomas 1859-1937, Tre-boeth, Abertawe.
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When thou art on life's sea and from wave to wave, Whenever fearing sinking is saddening thy breast, Count the blessings, every one by one, Thou wilt be surprised at how much God has done for man. Count the blessings, one by one, Count how much God has done for man, Count the blessings, Count one by one, Thou wilt be surprised at how much God has done for man. Is the burden of life's cares, coming to thy part, With the weight of the cross swamping thy weak spirit? Count the blessings which bestow strength to the journey; Instead of complaining, singing henceforth shall be thy work. If there are those possessing gold and earth's land, Remember that there is to thee a great inheritance; Count the blessings, they are worth more than the world, Thou hast Jesus as a friend, and heaven as a cosy home. So then in the war, although it is so fiery, Do not lose heart - Thy God is for thee; Count the blessings, his angel is Watching thee until thou arrive above in heaven.tr. 2010 Richard B Gillion |
When upon life's billows you are tempest tossed, When you are discouraged, thinking all is lost, Count your many blessings, name them one by one, And it will surprise you what the Lord hath done. Count your blessings, name them one by one, Count your blessings, see what God hath done! Count your blessings, name them one by one, And it will surprise you what the Lord hath done. Are you ever burdened with a load of care? Does the cross seem heavy you are called to bear? Count your many blessings, every doubt will fly, And you will keep singing as the days go by. When you look at others with their lands and gold, Think that Christ has promised you His wealth untold; Count your many blessings wealth can never buy Your reward in heaven, nor your home on high. So, amid the conflict whether great or small, Do not be disheartened, God is over all; Count your many blessings, angels will attend, Help and comfort give you to your journey's end.1897 Johnson Oatman 1856-1922 |