Myfi yw'r Arglwydd dyma f'enw, Ni chaiff arall o fy mawl; 'Does gan ddelwau mān cerfiedig I'm gogoniant unryw hawl; Myfi sy'n gweled o'r dechredad, Ac yn traethu ddaw i ben; Oll a fu, sydd, ac i ddyfod, Sydd i'm golwg heb un len. Y pethau gynt a ddarfu'm addo, Yn eu dyddiad gym'rodd le; Felly eto 'nol sy'n aros, 'Nol bwriadau pur y ne', Fyddant wedi'u llwyr gyflawni Yn eu hamser bob yr un, Er pob rhwystrau ddichon godi - Digon i'm fy mraich fy hun.Crynhodeb o Hymnau Cristnogol (Daniel Jones) 1845 [Mesur: 8787D] |
I am the Lord; that is my name, No-one else shall get my praise; None of the intricately carved idols have Any right to my glory; It is I who am seeing from the beginning, And expounding what comes to pass; All that was, is and is to come, Is visible to me without any veil. The former things have vanished of my promise, In their date they took place; So again according to what is remaining, According to the pure intentions of heaven, They will be completely fulfilled In their time every one, Although every possible obstacle rise - Sufficient to me my own arm.tr. 2015 Richard B Gillion |
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