Na chuddia'th wyneb, Arglwydd da,
Na fwrw'm henaid ymaith;
Duw f'einioes wyt,
ac atat dof,
Mewn dydd o brofedigaeth.
Pe b'ai i geraint agos, cu,
Fy ngado i drengu o eisiau;
Fe gofiai Duw am danaf fi,
Cyflawnai fy holl reidiau.
O saint, deffrowch, na fyddwch swrth,
Dysgwyliwch wrth Dduw'n wastad;
Pan laeso'ch ysbryd,
fe'i cryfhâ
Yn amgen na'ch dysgwyliad.
cyf. Dafydd Jones 1711-77 [Mesur: MS 8787] gwelir: Mor gynted Dâd y dywedech di |
Do not cover thy face, good Lord,
Nor cast my soul away;
God of my life thou art,
and to thee I come,
In the day of testing.
If a dear, near relative should
Leave me to perish from need,
My God would remember me,
He would fulfil all my needs.
O saints, awake, do not be sullen,
Wait upon God constantly;
When he relieves your spirit,
he will strengthen it
More than your expectation.
tr. 2021 Richard B Gillion |
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