This wonderful version of the 'love-song' of the Welsh revival was recorded in 1995. It is part sung in Welsh, the original language of the hymn, which dates from the 18th Century. It was recorded at The Event Without Walls at the Exeter Showground in 1995. (The identity of the vocalist is unknown - please post her name if you know it)
LABEL: Kingsway KMCD860
FORMAT: CD Album
ITEMS: 1
RELEASE DATE: 1995-07-21
Translated
by William Edwards in The Baptist Book of Praise, 1900.
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Words: William Rees (1802-1883), verses 1-2 (Dyma gariad fel y moroedd) Music: Robert Lowry, 1876
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Here
is love, vast as the ocean,
Lovingkindness as the flood, When the Prince of Life, our Ransom, Shed for us His precious blood. Who His love will not remember? Who can cease to sing His praise? He can never be forgotten, Throughout Heav’n’s eternal days. |
Dyma
gariad fel y moroedd,
Tosturiaethau fel y lli: Twysog Bywyd pur yn marw— Marw i brynu’n bywyd ni. Pwy all beidio â chofio amdano? Pwy all beidio â thraethu’I glod? Dyma gariad nad â’n angof Tra fo nefoedd wen yn bod. |
On
the mount of crucifixion,
Fountains opened deep and wide; Through the floodgates of God’s mercy Flowed a vast and gracious tide. Grace and love, like mighty rivers, Poured incessant from above, And Heav’n’s peace and perfect justice Kissed a guilty world in love. |
Ar
Galfaria yr ymrwygodd
Holl ffynhonnau’r dyfnder mawr; Torrodd holl argaeau’r nefoedd Oedd yn gyfain hyd yn awr: Gras â chariad megis dilyw Yn ymdywallt ymâ ’nghyd, A chyfiawnder pur â heddwch Yn cusanu euog fyd. |
William Williams possibly wrote verses
3-4
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Let
me all Thy love accepting,
Love Thee, ever all my days; Let me seek Thy kingdom only And my life be to Thy praise; Thou alone shalt be my glory, Nothing in the world I see. Thou hast cleansed and sanctified me, Thou Thyself hast set me free. |
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In
Thy truth Thou dost direct me
By Thy Spirit through Thy Word; And Thy grace my need is meeting, As I trust in Thee, my Lord. Of Thy fullness Thou art pouring Thy great love and power on me, Without measure, full and boundless, Drawing out my heart to Thee. |