Mewn anial dyrys le

Mewn anial dyrys le,
 Heb neb cwmpeini dyn,
Y gallwn,
    ond cael cwmni Duw,
  Yn dawel fyw fy hun;
Fe leinw oll yn lān,
  Tu mewn, ac o tu maes,
Nid yw creadur er ei rym
  Yn helpu dim o'i ras.

Mae tywyll anial nos,
  Peryglon o bob rhyw,
Holl ofnau'r bedd,
    pob meddwl gwan
  Yn ffoi o'r fan bo'm Duw;
Ond tegwch dwyfol clir,
  A chariad pur a hedd,
Gaiff fod yn wleddoedd pur didrai,
  I'r rhai sy'n
      gwel'd ei wedd.

Y fan b'ost ti, fy Nuw,
  Anfarwol fywyd sy
Yn tarddu, megys dŵr o'r graig,
  I'r làn i'r nefoedd fry;
Rhyw wawr ddysglaerwen sydd,
  Yn t'w'nu o hono Ef,
Yn arwain trwy bob ffos a phant,
  Holl ffyddlon blant y nef.

Ffarwel, chwi haul a lloer,
  Ffarwel, chwi sêr y ne';
Mae presenoldeb pur fy Nuw
  Yn well yn llanw'r lle:
Rhyw faith dragwyddol ddydd -
  Goleuni sydd yn fwy,
Yw'r hwn sy'n dod oddi wrth ei wedd,
  Na'u holl ddisgleirdeb hwy.

gwelir: Mae tywyll anial nos

In a troublesome desert place,
 With no human company,
I would be able,
    having only the company of God,
  Quietly to live by myself;
He fills all completely,
  Inside, and on the outside,
A creature does not, despite his strength
  Help his grace at all.

The dark desert night,
  Dangers of every kind,
All the fears of the grave,
    every weak thought,
  Flee from the place wherever my God is:
But clear, divine fairness,
  And pure love and peace,
Can be in pure, inexhaustible feasts,
  For those who are
    beholding his countenance.

The place thou art, my God,
  Immortal life he
Springing, like water from the rock,
  To the shore to the heavens above;
Some shining dawn there is,
  Gleaming from Him,
Leading through every ditch and hollow,
  All the faithful children of heaven.

Farewell, ye sun and moon,
  Farewell, ye stars of heaven;
The pure presence of my God is
  Better filling the place:
Some long eternal day -
  Light that is greater,
Is that which comes from his face,
  Than all their brightness.

In lonely desert place,
  Without one human friend,
If God would
    daily show His face,
  I could my lifetime spend.
He is in every thing,
  All-present every hour;
There is no creature that can bring
  Its strength to help His power.

The fearful desert night,
  Perils in every place,
And fear of death -
    all take their flight,
  Where God reveals His face:
His beauty passing fair,
  His peace, and perfect love,
Make holy festivals, where'er
  He shineth
      from above.

Where Thou art, in all things
  Immortal life abounds;
Like streams from out the rock it springs,
  And reaches heaven's bounds:
From Thee alone have come
  All dawns of shining white,
To guide, through wastes and lowlands home,
  The children of the light.

Ye sun and moon, farewell;
  Farewell, ye stars of night;
Where God's sweet presence comes to dwell,
  There needs no other light:
A vast eternal day
  Comes from His smiling face;
A better, greater light than they -
  The radiance of His grace.