Aeth heibio'r dydd a'i lafur mawr

Aeth heibio'r dydd a'i lafur mawr,
  A'm baich i lawr a daflaf;
Ac ar Dy alor Di, fy Nuw,
  Y tân yn fyw a gadwaf.

Yn nistaw hedd fy lloches glyd,
  O dwrf y byd
      a'i gablu,
Gad imi roddi pwys fy mhen
  Ar fynwes wen yr Iesu.

Mae'r drws yng nghau, a minnau sydd
  Am lonydd i'th addoli;
O! agor Dithau ddrws y nef,
  A gwrando lef fy ngweddi.

Moliannaf am Dy wenau rhad,
  Tywynion cariad ydynt;
Ac am gysuron rif y gwlith,
  A haul Dy fendith arnynt.

Cynheliaist fi o dan fy maich
  Â'th gadarn fraich Dy Hunan;
Bydd eto'n gysgod ac yn blaid
  Hyd wawr, i'm henaid egwan.

O! maddeu holl
      gamweddau'r dydd,
  A melys fydd fy heddwch;
Henuriaid nef i'm gwylio gâf,
  A chysgaf mewn tawelwch.

The day has passed with its great labour,
  And my burden down I cast;
And on Thy altar, my God,
  The fire alive I leave.

In the quiet peace of my cosy lair,
  From the world's din
      and it's blaspheming,
Let me lean my head
  On the blessed breast of Jesus.

The door is locked, and I would
  Have peace to adore thee;
Oh open Thou the door of heaven,
  And listen to the cry of my prayer.

I will praise for Thy free smiles,
  Beams of love they are;
And for comforts numerous as the dew,
  With the sun of Thy blessing on them.

Thou hast upheld me under my burden
  With thy strong arm Thyself;
Be yet a shadow and help
  Until dawn, to my weak soul.

Oh forgive all the
    transgressions of the day,
  And sweet shall be my peace;
The elders of heaven I shall get to see,
  And I shall sleep in quietness.