Deffro, ddaear, llawenha, Heddiw daeth newyddion da; Seren Bethlem dirion, dêr, Daeth i lawr o blith y sêr. Henffych well i'r bore cun! Bore prynedigaeth dyn; Caned holl Ierusalem Ganed Crist ym Methlehem. Mae Creawdwr mawr y byd, Mae Cynhaliwr pawb ynghyd, Mae Iachawdwr dynol-ryw Heddiw gyda ni yn byw. Wele'r awyr oll yn llawn O aroglau haf brynhawn; Ar ddisberod syrthiodd cainc O anthemau'r orsedd-fainc. Brenin y brenhinoedd yw; P'le mae'r plas y ganed Duw? P'le mae Baban pur y nef? Yn y preseb wele ef! Codwyd ninnau hyd y nef Yn ei ostyngeiddrwydd ef; Sych dy ddagrau, enaid trist, Do, fe aned Iesu Grist. efel. John Ceiriog Hughes (Ceiriog) 1832-87
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Awaken, earth, rejoice, Today came good news; The tender, bright star of Bethlehem, Came down from among the stars. All hail to the dear morning! The morning of the redemption of man; Let all Jerusalem sing Christ is born in Bethlehem. The great Creator of the world is, The upholder of all altogether is, The Saviour of human-kind is Today with us living. See the sky all full Of the scents of a summer afternoon; Dispersed a theme fell From the anthems of the throne. The King of kings he is; Where is the palace God was born? Where is the pure Baby of heaven? In the manger see him! We too have been raised as far as heaven In his humbling; Dry thy tears, sad soul, Yes, Jesus Christ was born. tr. 2015 Richard B Gillion |
See amid the winter's snow, Born for us on earth below, See, the gentle Lamb appears, Promised from eternal years. Hail thou ever blessèd morn! Hail redemption's happy dawn! Sing through all Jerusalem: Christ is born in Bethlehem. Lo, within a manger lies He who built the starry skies; He who, throned in height sublime, Sits amid the cherubim. Say, you holy shepherds, say, What your joyful news today? Wherefore have ye left your sheep On the lonely mountain steep? "As we watched at dead of night, Lo, we saw a wondrous light; Angels singing 'Peace on earth' Told us of the Saviour's birth." Sacred Infant, all divine, What a tender love was Thine, Thus to come from highest bliss Down to such a world as this! Teach, O teach us, holy Child, By Thy face so meek and mild, Teach us to resemble Thee, In Thy sweet humility!
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