Trag'wyddol glod am eiriau Duw,
I ddysgu'm henaid iddo fyw;
Mae rhai'n yn fôr o gysur llawn,
A goleu dislaer ynddynt cawn.
Mae yma 'stor o drysor dwys,
A lle i'm henaid roi ei bwys
A chwmwl niwl a cholofn dân,
I arwain f'ysbryd yn y bla'n.
O Arglwydd arwain fi'n y bla'n,
Yn llwybrau'th dystiolaethau glan;
Gan waeddi maes,
trwy'r daith o hyd,
Efengyl Iesu lanwo'r byd.
Fy nerth yn ngwyneb rhyfel llym,
Yw dy addewid fawr ei grym;
Er cael fy nghlwyfo'n amal iawn,
Mae meddyginiaeth ynddi'n llawn.
Caniadau Bethel (Casgliad Evan Edwards) 1840
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Eternal acclaim for the words of God,
To teach my soul to live for him;
They are a sea full of comfort,
And a shining light is found in them.
Here there is a deep store of treasure,
And a place for my soul to lean
And a cloud of fog and a pillar of fire,
To lead my spirit onwards.
O Lord, lead me onwards,
In the paths of thy holy testimonies;
Shouting out, throughout
the length of the journey,
May the gospel of Jesus flood the world.
My strength in the face of a keen battle,
Is thy promise of great force;
Although getting wounded very often,
There is full treatment in it.
tr. 2020 Richard B Gillion
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