Yn arwydd y cyffesi Grist A hoeliwyd ar y pren, Gosodwn arnat nod y grog, I'th selio'n blentyn nen; Yn arwydd yr ymffrosti'n hy Yn enw Brenin nef, Argraffwn arnat nod ei warth A'i fawr ogoniant Ef; Yn arwydd y gwrthsefi'n ddewr Elynion Crist, ein Hedd, Ac ymladd dan ei faner mwy Yn gadarn hyd dy fedd; [Yn arwydd y gwrthsefi'n ddewr Elynion Crist a'i groes, Ac ymladd dan ei faner mwy Yn gadarn trwy dy oes;] Yn arwydd y dilyni byth Ei lanaf lwybrau Ef; Cofleidio'r groes, dibrisio'r gwarth Ac esgyn fry i'r nef; Fel hyn y'th seliwn iddo'i Hun O'r Hwn pob rhinwedd dardd; A boed i'r ael ddwg nod ei groes Byth wisgo'i goron hardd. tr. T H Hughes 1850-1919
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As a sign that thou confess Christ Who was nailed on the tree, I place upon thee the mark of the gibbet, To seal thee as a child of heaven As a sign that thou take pride boldly In the name of the King of heaven, I print upon thee the mark of his shame And his great glory; As a sign that thou wilt withstand bravely The enemies of Christ, our Peace, And fight under his banner evermore Firmly until the grave; [As a sign that thou wilt withstand bravely The enemies of Christ and his cross, And fight under his banner evermore Firmly throughout thy lifetime;] As a sign that thou wilt ever follow His holiest paths; Embrace the cross, despise the shame And ascend up to heaven; Thus we seal thee unto himself From whom every virtue flows; And may the brow that bears the mark of his cross Forever wear his beautiful crown. tr. 2019 Richard B Gillion |
In token that thou shalt not fear Christ crucified to own, We print the cross upon thee here, And stamp thee His alone. In token that thou shalt not blush To glory in His name, We blazon here upon thy front His glory and His shame. In token that thou shalt not flinch Christ's quarrel to maintain, But 'neath His banner manfully Firm at thy post remain. [In token that thou shalt not flinch Christ's quarrel to maintain, But 'neath His banner manfully Firm at thy post remain.] In token that thou too shalt tread The path He traveled by, Endure the cross, despise the shame, And sit thee down on high. Thus outwardly and visibly We seal thee for His own; And may the brow that wears His cross Hereafter share His crown. Tune [CM 8686]: St Stephen (William Jones 1726–1800) |