Wele wrth y drws yn curo,
Iesu, tegwch nef a llawr;
Clyw ei lais ac agor iddo,
Paid ag oedi funud awr;
Agor iddo,
Mae ei ruddiau fel y wawr.
Parod yw i wneud ei gartref
Yn y galon euog, ddu
A'i phrydferthu â grasusau,
Gwerthfawr ddoniau'r nefoedd fry;
Agor iddo,
Anghymharol Iesu cu.
O mor felys fydd cael gwledda
Ar yr iachawdwriaeth rad,
Wedi gadael byd o drallod,
Draw yn nhawel dy ein Tad;
Agor iddo,
Cynnig mae y nef yn rhad.
Trwy y byd ei ail ni bu fydd cael gwledda :: a fydd gwledda J H Hughes (Ieuan o Lleyn) 1814-93
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See at the door knocking,
Jesus, fairness of heaven and earth;
Hear his voice and open to him,
Do not delay a minute now;
Open to him,
His cheeks are like the dawn.
Ready is he to make his home
In the black, guilty heart
And he beautifies with graces,
Valuable gifts of the heavens above;
Open to him,
Incomparable dear Jesus.
O how sweet it will be to get to feast
On the free salvation,
Having left the world of trouble,
Yonder in our Father's quiet house;
Open to him,
Heaven is offering freely.
Throughout the world his equal never was it will be to get to feast :: it will be to feast tr. 2009 Richard B Gillion |
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