I'r nefoedd ni ddaw nos,
Nac achos i ymado;
Caiff pawb fwynhad
yng ngwaith y wlad:
Mae'r gwaith yn gariad yno.
I'r nefoedd ni ddaw cur,
Rhy bur fydd pawb i flino:
A phwy all lai na llawenhau?
Ni chollir dagrau yno.
Ni ddaw un pechod mwy
I'w poeni hwy'n y nefoedd:
Yng nghariad Duw mae'r teulu'n byw
Heb fraw, heb friw'n
oes oesoedd.
O! dwg ni, Fugail Da,
I Wynfa i breswylio;
Ni welir bedd
yng ngwlad yr hedd,
Bydd cân heb ddiwedd yno.
Howell Elvet Lewis (Elfed) 1860-1953
Tonau [MBC 6787]: |
To heaven no night shall come,
Nor any cause to depart;
Everyone shall get enjoyment
in the work of the land:
The work is love there.
To heaven no pain shall come,
Too pure shall be everyone to grieve:
And who can do less than to rejoice?
No tears shall be shed there.
No more sin shall come
To pain them in heaven:
In the love of God is the family living
Without fear, without wound
forever and ever.
O bring us, Good Shepherd,
To blessedness to reside;
No grave shall be seen
in the land of peace,
There shall be song without end there.
tr. 2024 Richard B Gillion
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