Welsh Folk Songs

[barddas]

Darling, I am growing old/Silver Threads Among the Gold


Eben E. Rexford and Hart Pease Danks

Darling, I am growing old,
Silver threads among the gold
Shine upon my brow today,
Life is fading fast away.
But, my darling, you will be, will be,
Always young and fair to me,
Yes, my darling, you will be,
Always young and fair to me.
Chorus:
Darling, I am growing old,
Silver threads among the gold,
Shine upon my brow today,
Life is fading fast away.

2. When your hair is silver white,
And your cheeks no longer bright,
With the roses of the May,
I will kiss your lips and say:
Oh! my darling, mine alone, alone,
You have never older grown,
Yes, my darling, mine alone,
You have never older grown.
Chorus: 3. Love can never more grow old.
Locks may lose their brown and gold,
Cheeks may fade and hollow grow,
But the hearts that love will know
Never, never, winter's frost and chill,
Summer warmth is in them still;
Never winter's frost and chill,
Summer warmth is in them still.
Chorus:

4. Love is always young and fair.
What to us is silver hair,
Faded cheeks or steps grown slow,
To the heart that beats below?
Since I kissed you, mine alone, alone,
You have never older grown;
Since I kissed you, mine alone,
You have never older grown.
Chorus:

[barddas]

Bryn Calfaria or Laudamus/ take me as I am


Cymer, Iesu, fi fel' rydwyf,
Fyth ni allaf fod yn well;
Dallu di am gwna yn agos,
Fewyllys i yw mynd ymhell
Yn, dy glwyfau, yn dy glwyfau,
|: Bydda'i'n unig fyth yn iach. :|

2. Mi ddiffygiais deithior crastir
Dyrys anial wrthyf f''hun
Ac mi fethais â choncwerio
O'm gelynion lleiaf un
Mae dy enw, Mae dy enw, Mae dy enw
|: 'N able i beri i'r cryfaf ffoi. :|

3. Gwaed y Groes sy'n codi i fyny,
'Reiddil yn goncwerwr mawr:
Gwaed dy Groes sydd yn darostwng,
Cewri cedyrn fyrdd i lawr.
Gad im deimlo, Gad im deilo, Gad im deimlo
|: Awel O Galfaria fryn. :|

4. Ymddiried af yn dy allu,
Mawr yw'r gwaith a wnest erioed;
Ti gest angeu, Ti gest uffern,
Ti gest Satan dan dy droed.
Pen Calfar-ia, Pen Calfar-ia, Pen Calfaria,
|: Nac aed hwnw byth om cof! :|

Translation-
Take me as I am, O Saviour
Better I can never be
Thou alone canst bring me nearer
Self but draws me far from thee
I can never, I can never, I can never
|: But within Thy wounds be saved. :|

2. Wearied of the desert journey
Which through pain and peril goes
I have failed, alone, to conquer
E'en the meanest of my foes
But the strongest, But the strongest, But the strongest,
|: Flies, before Thy glorious Name. :|

3. Calvary's blood the weak exalteth
More than conquerors to be,
Calvar'y blood the strong abaseth
Myriad hosts to bow to Thee;
O Revive me O Revive me O Revive me
|: With a breeze from Calvary . :|

4. I will thrust Thy might unmeasured
Great the work that marks Thy way;
Thou hast death, and Thou hast Satan,
Thou hast hell beneath Thy sway;
Hill of Calv'ry! Hill of Calv'ry! Hill of Calv'ry!
|: I shall praise for evermore. :|

[greenldydragon]

I think out of the two of those I like the first one best.

[Aaediwen]

The first one is beautiful I'd like to hear it sung.