Dysgwyl 'rwyf ar hyd yr hir nos 8,7,8,7,4,7 I am through the lone night waiting, For the dawning of the day, When my prison door is opened, When my fetters fall away. O come quickly, Happy day of Jubilee ! Let me still be meekly wakeful, Trusting that to all my woes, By thy mighty hand, Redeemer, Shall be given a speedy close: Keep me watching, For the joyful Jubilee. |