Dell wrug tus ri mir war-vann
Seuladydh, orth sterenn gann,
Dell ens lowen gans hy nerth
Aga hembronk y’ga herdh,
Yn kettellma, Dyw, gwren ni
Bos hembrynkys troha Ty
Hag yn heudh dell fysksons i,
Selwyas, orth dha bresep jy,
War dhewlin gul gordhyans dhis,
Ty, yw kar dhe nev ha bys;
Yn kettellma, hwilyn ni
Dha dregeredh meur hy bri
Par dell brofsons rohow drudh
Orth dha bresep garow, kudh,
Yn kettellma, gwren ni, glan,
Pur a beghes, leun a gan,
Agan tresor ughelbris
Dri dhe’n Myghtern Nev, dri dhis
Yesu sans, gwith pub dydh oll
Agan enev diworth koll,
Pan vo genen du a-dhann
Aga sevel prest yn bann
Le heb edhomm sterenn lel,
Le heb kommol du a’th kel
Y’n wlas nevek kekeffrys
Nyns eus edhomm golow gwrys;
Rag y wolow Ty a vydh,
Ty y howl heb sedhes bydh;
Ena kenyn ni pup-prys
Alleluyas, Myghtern, dhis
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As with gladness men of old
Did the guiding star behold,
As with joy they hailed its light,
Leading onward, beaming bright:
So, most gracious Lord, may we
Evermore your splendour see
As with joyful steps they sped
Saviour, to your lowly bed,
There to bend the knee before
You, whom heaven and earth adore
So with ever-quickening pace
May we seek your throne of grace
As they offered gifts most rare
At your cradle plain and bare,
So may we with holy joy
Pure and free from sin’s alloy,
All our costliest treasures bring,
Christ, to you, our heavenly king
Holy Jesus, every day
Keep us in the narrow way,
And when earthly things are past,
Bring our ransomed souls at last
Where they need no star to guide,
Where no clouds your glory hide
In the heavenly city bright
None shall need created light
You, its light, its joy, its crown,
You its sun which goes not down;
There for ever may we sing
Alleluias to our king
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