Eto mae lle!
Mae'r neuadd deg a'i chan
Yn galw'n daer - Bechadur, tyr'd yn mlaen:
Lle, lle, mae lle!
O dos i mewn yn awr!
Nac oeda, brysia,
groesaw i ti sydd;
Estyna'r cysgod,
darfod mae y dydd:
Lle, lle, mae lle!
O dos i mewn yn awr!
Torfeydd sy'n dod i
wledd y neithior fawr;
Dos, dos i mewn,
mae'r awad i ti'n awr:
Lle, lle, mae lle!
O dos i mewn yn awr!
Yn llanw o hyd mae
neuadd juwbili;
Nac oeda, dos,
mae eto le i ti:
Lle, lle, mae lle!
O dos i mewn yn awr!
Eto mae lle!
yr alwad rasol clyw;
O led y pen mae drws trugaredd Duw:
Lle, lle, mae lle!
O dos i mewn yn awr!
Dos, dos i mewn,
mae'r arlwy lawn i ti;
I ti mae gwinoedd
cariad Un yn Dri:
Lle, lle, mae lle!
O dos i mewn yn awr!
Angylion Duw,
a thorf cenhadon hedd,
Sy'n galw'n daer;
O dos i mewn i'r wledd:
Lle, lle, mae lle!
O dos i mewn yn awr!
Mae eto'n uwch yr alwad nefol gref,
Paham yr oedi?
gwrando lais y nef:
Lle, lle, mae lle!
O dos i mewn yn awr!
Mae'r nos yn dod!
rhaid cau ar derfyn dydd;
"Dim lle!" "Dim lle!"
y chwerw floedd a fydd:
Dim lle! Dim lle! -
druenus gri, "Dim lle!"
efel. John Roberts (Ieuan Gwyllt) 1822-77Swn y Juwbili 1876
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Yet there is room!
The fair hall and its song are
Calling earnestly - Sinner, come along:
Room, room, there is room!
O come inside now!
Do not delay, hurry,
there is welcome for thee;
The shadow lengthens,
dying is the day:
Room, room, there is room!
O come inside now!
Throngs are coming to
the great wedding feast;
Come, come inside,
the call is to thee now:
Room, room, there is room!
O come inside now!
Filling always is
the hall o jubilee;
Do not delay, come,
there is yet room for thee:
Room, room, there is room!
O come inside now!
Yet there is room!
hear the gracious call;
Open wide is the door of the mercy of God:
Room, room, there is room!
O come inside now!
Come, come inside,
the provision is full for thee;
For thee are the wines
of the love of the One in Three:
Room, room, there is room!
O come inside now!
The angels of God
and a throng of messengers of peace,
Are calling earnestly;
O come inside to the feast:
Room, room, there is room!
O come inside now!
Still loud is the strong, heavenly call,
Why delay thou?
listen to the voice of heaven:
Room, room, there is room!
O come inside now!
The night is coming!
we must close at the end of day;
"No room!" "No room!"
the bitter shout shall be:
No room! No room!" -
a pitiful cry, "No room!"
tr. 2021 Richard B Gillion
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"Yet there is room:"
the Lamb's bright hall of song,
With its fair glory, beckons thee along:
Room, room, still room!
O enter, enter now.
Day is declining,
and the sun is low;
The shadows lengthen,
light makes haste to go:
Room, room, still room!
O enter, enter now.
The bridal hall is
filling for the feast;
Pass in, pass in,
and be the Bridegroom's guest:
Room, room, still room!
O enter, enter now.
It fills, it fills,
that hall of jubilee!
Make haste, make haste,
'tis not too full for thee:
Room, room, still room!
O enter, enter now.
Yet there is room:
still open stands the gate,
The gate of love; it is not yet too late:
Room, room, still room!
O enter, enter now.
O enter in;
that banquet is for thee;
That cup of everlasting
joy is free:
Room, room, still room!
O enter, enter now.
All heaven is there,
all joy! Go in, go in;
The angels beckon thee
the prize to win:
Room, room, still room!
O enter, enter now.
Louder and sweeter sounds the loving call;
Come, lingerer, come;
enter that festal hall:
Room, room, still room!
O enter, enter now.
Ere night that gate may close,
and seal thy doom;
Then the last low, long cry,
"No room, no room!"
No room, no room!
O woeful cry, "No room!"
1879 Horatius Bonar 1808-89
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