Aed efengyl fel y wawrddydd

Aed efengyl fel y wawr-ddydd,
Ar led i gludo myrdd trwy'r gwledydd,
  Ac aed sain yr udgyrn arian,
  I ddadymchwelyd teyrnas Satan.

T'wyned haul ar fyrdd o werin,
Sy'n y dwyrain a'r gorllewin;
  Sôn am Iesu a lanwo ynysoedd,
  Fel mae'r dyfroedd yn toi'r moroedd.

Llanwed moroedd iachawdwriaeth,
Holl gyrau'r byd,
    â gwir wybodaeth:
  Dehau, gogledd, a'r holl wledydd,
  Fyddo yn dyfod at Fab Dafydd.

Doed myrddiynau maith o'r Indiaid,
Hen Iuddewon a Phaganiaid;
  A'r holl ynysoedd a fo'n nesu,
  Yn dorf trwy ras
      tan faner Iesu.

Llwyddiant i'r cenadau ffyddlon,
Sy'n cyhoeddi efengyl dirion;
  I gael rhyw dorf ddirif
      (trwy gredu)
  Yn berlau hardd y'nghoron Iesu.

Croeso hyfryd fore hawddgar,
Pan ddel lluoedd nef a daear;
  I gyd ganu
      am ben Calfaria,
  Gyda'u Priod, Haleluia.

Let the gospel go like the dawn of day,
Abroad to convey a myriad through the lands,
  And let the sound of the silver trumpet go,
  To demolish the kingdom of Satan.

Let the sun shine on a myriad of folk,
Who are in the East and the West;
  Mention about Jesus shall flood islands,
  As the waters are roofing the seas.

Let the seas of salvation flood
All the corners of the world,
    with true knowledge:
  May South, North, and all the lands,
  Be coming to the Son of David.

Let vast myriads of the Indians come,
Old Jews and Pagans;
  And may all the islands be drawing near,
  As a throng through grace
      under the banner of Jesus.

Success to the faithful emissaries,
Who are publishing the tender gospel;
  To get some innumerable throng
      (through believing)
  As beautiful pears in the crown of Jesus.

Welcome delightful, beautiful morning,
When hosts of heaven and earth shall come;
  To sing together
      about the summit of Calvary,
  With their Spouse, Hallelujah!