Wel, dyma gariad uwch pob gradd - Bu farw'r Oen dros euog rai! Ond llawenhawn; er cael ei ladd Mae heddyw'n fyw i faddeu bai. Gadawai'r bedd, Ior cadarn oedd; Esgynodd adre at ei Dad; Angylion fyrdd, â llawen floedd, Croesawent Ef i'r nefol wlad. O! Seion wan bydd lawen iawn Wrth gofio ymdrech Iesu cu; Ennillodd fuddugoliaeth lawn Ar uffern fawr, ac angeu du. Byth, byth teyrnasa Frenhin hedd; Achub fyrddiynau trwy dy waed; Darostwng uffern, myn y bedd, A'th holl elynion dan dy draed.Y Caniadydd 1841 [Mesur: MH 8888] |
See, here is love above every degree - The Lamb died for guilty ones! But let us rejoice; although he was killed Today he is alive to forgive sin. He left the grave, a strong Lord he was; He ascended home to his Father; A myriad angels, with a joyful shout, They welcomed him to the heavenly land. O weak Zion, be very joyful On remembering the effort of dear Jesus; He won a full victory Over great hell, and black death. Reign forever and ever, Prince of Peace; Save myriads through thy blood; Subdue hell, and may the grave, And all thy enemies go under thy feet.tr. 2020 Richard B Gillion |
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