I enw'th Dad, Iesu,
rhown foliant bob rhai,
Dy Dduw, a'n Duw ninnau'r
un ydynt eich dau;
Pa werthfawr fendithion
ddaw'n union o'r nef,
I ni bechaduriaid trwy'i dirion Fab ef?
Fy mbrif etholedig sydd Crist,
medd y Tad,
Ac yn ein Pen Iesu ein dewis a wna'd
Cyn dwyn y mynyddau
a'r bryniau o'u bru,
Neu osod sylfeini
i'r ddaear oer ddu.
Fel hyn bythol gariad
ddechreuodd yn Nuw,
I'n codi o farwolaeth a phechod i fyw;
Ein henwau ordeiniwyd
bryd hyn gan y Tad,
Difeius mewn cariad,
yn sanctaidd bur had.
Rhagluniwyd ni fod
iddo'n feibion cyn byd,
Fe'n ganed yn raddol,
dewiswyd ni 'nghyd;
Ac fe'n hadgenhedlwyd o newydd i fyw,
I foli'n wastadol
ogoniant gras Duw.
Ni gawn gyd â'n Harglwydd
ran hylwydd yn rhad
Yn 'wyllys a chariad
mwyn tirion y Tad;
Ni thynnir ni oddi yno,
mae'n henaid ynglyn,
Ne's byddo'n anghofio'i
Fab anwyl ei hun.
cyf. Dafydd Jones 1711-77Hymnau a Chaniadau Ysprydol 1775 [Mesur: 11.11.11.11] |
To thy Father's name, Jesus,
let us give praise of every kind,
Thy God, and our God
the same are they both;
What precious blessings
come straight from heaven,
To us sinners through his tender Son?
My chief chosen one is Christ,
says the Father,
And in our Head Jesus our election was made
Before bringing the mountains
and the hills from their womb,
Or setting foundations
for the cold black earth.
Thus it was everlasting love
that began in God,
To raise us from death and sin to live;
Our names were ordained
then by the Father,
Faultless in love,
as holy pure seed.
It was provided for us to be
his sons before the world,
He birthed us gradually,
we were chosen all together;
And we were regenerated anew to live,
To praise constantly
the glory of God's grace.
We may get with our Lord
a prosperous part freely
In the tender, gentle
will and love of the Father;
We are not to be pulled from there,
our soul is tied,
Until he forgets his
own dear Son himself.
tr. 2018 Richard B Gillion
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Jesus, we bless
thy Father's name;
Thy God and ours
are both the same;
What heav'nly blessings
from his throne
Flow down to sinners through his Son!
"Christ be my first elect,"
he said,
Then chose our souls in Christ our head,
Before he gave
the mountains birth,
Or laid foundations
for the earth.
Thus did eternal
love begin
To raise us up from death and sin;
Our characters
were then decreed,
"Blameless in love,
a holy seed."
Predestinated
to be sons,
Born by degrees,
but chose at once,
A new regenerated race,
To praise the glory
of his grace.
With Christ our Lord
we share our part
In the affections
of his heart;
Nor shall our souls
be thence removed,
Till he forgets
his first-beloved.
Isaac Watts 1674-1748
[Mesur: MH 8888] |