Yr hen gyfammod hwnw Am bwrcas dynolryw, Cyfamod newydd bywiol Yn awr ei enw yw; Lle mae'r holl addewidion Yn cael eu cadw ynghyd, Ac wedi'u tyngu'n sicr Cyn gosod sylfen byd. A thyma un o'r enwau Dymunol, arno gawn, Ei roi'n Gyfammod pobloedd, A ieithoedd lawer iawn: Goleuni i'r cenedloedd, I feibion Adda'i gyd, A iechydwriaeth lawen I gyrau pella'r byd. Wel dyma'r pryd y rhoddwyd Y cyfan yn ei law, Y fu, y sy', neu etto Hyd ddiwedd byd a ddaw: A thyna'r pryd addawodd Ef gynta' roddi'i waed, A thalu lawr bob iota Am bechod du i'w Dad. Ac yno tyngwyd Iesu Yn Archoffeiriad mawr, I wneuthur aberth cymmod Troseddwyr ar y llawr; Y Tad ei hun a'i tyngodd, "Offeiriad wyt i mi, Ac ni bydd 'difa genyf Byth bythol d'osod di." I'w lān sancteiddrwydd tyngodd, - 'Doedd priodoledd fwy Ymhlith y rhai a feddai, Er amled oeddynt hwy; A llw yw fyth nas torir, Pe bai i'r nefoedd wen I losgi fil o weithiau Yn wenfflam uwch ein pen.William Williams 1717-91 Golwg ar deyrnas Crist 1756 [Mesur: 7676D] |
That old covenant About the purpose of humankind, A new, living covenant Now is its name; Where all the promises Get kept together, And have been sworn securely Before the placing of the world's foundation. And here is one of the desirable Names, upon it we have, Giving it as a Covenant of peoples, With very many languages: A light to the nations, To all the sons of Adam, And cheerful salvation To the distant corners of the world. See here the the time that is given The whole in his hand, Which was, which is, or yet Until the end of the world to come: And there is the time he promised When he first gave his blood, And paid down every jot For black sin to his Father. And there Jesus was sworn As a great High Priest, To make the sacrifice of reconciliation Of transgressors on the earth; The Father himself has sworn it, "A Priest art thou to me, And I shall have no end Forever and ever to appointing thee." To the pure holiness he swore, - There was no more condition Amongst those who would speak, Despite how many they were; And an oath is never to be broken, If the bright heavens should Burn a thousand times As a conflagration above our heads.tr. 2016 Richard B Gillion |
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