Clyw 'ngweddi, Arglwydd, yn ddiball,
  A deall fy myfyrdod;
Erglyw fy llais
      a'm gweddi flin,
  Fy Nuw a'm Brenin hyglod.

Yn fore gwrandaw fi
      fy NAF,
  Yn fore galwaf arnad;
Can's nid wyt Dduw i garu drwg,
  Ni thrig i'th olwg anfad.



Na saif ynfydion o dy flaen,
  Na'r rhai a wnaen' anwiredd;
Y rhai hyn genyt sydd yn gâs,
  Sef diflas it' bob gwagedd.




Dof finnau tua'th dŷ mewn hedd,
  Am dy drugaredd galwaf;
Trwy ofn, a pharch,
    a goglud dwys,
  I'th sanctaidd eglwys treiglaf.

Y rhai a 'mddiried ynot ti,
  Am it' gysgodu drostynt -
Llawen a fydd pob rai a'th gar,
  Cei fawl yn llafar ganddynt.

Can's ti, Arglwydd, anfoni wlith
  Dy fendith ar y cyfion;
A'th gywir serch,
    fel tarian gref,
  Rhoi drosto ef yn goron.

gwelir:
  Rhan II - Yn foreu Arglwydd attat Ti
  Fy ngeiriau clyw O Arglwydd cu
  Yn fore Arglwydd clyw fy llef
  Yn fore Iôr erglŷw fy llef

Hear my prayer, Lord, unfalteringly,
  And understand my contemplation;
Listen to my voice
      and my distressed prayer,
  My God and my illustrious King.

In the morning I will listen
      to my CHIEF,
  In the morning I will call upon thee;
Since thou O God lovest not evil,
  Nor abidest wickedness in thy sight.



Fools shall not stand before thee,
  Nor those who act falsely;
These thou dost hate,
  Distasteful to thee is every vanity.




I will come to thy house in peace,
  For thy mercies I will call;
Through fear, and reverence,
    and utter trust,
  To thy holy church I will make my way.

Those who trust in thee,
  For Thee to shade them -
Joyful will be all those who love thee,
  Thou wilt get loud praise from them.

Since thou, Lord, sendest dew
  Thy blessing on the righteous;
And thy true affection,
    like a strong shield,
  To put over him as a crown.

[1] Lord, hear the voice of my complaint; 
  accept my secret pray'r. 
[2] To thee alone,
      my King, my God, 
  will I for help repair.

[3] Thou in the morn
      my voice shalt hear;
  and with the dawning day
To thee devoutly I'll look up,
  to thee devoutly pray.

[5] Not long Shall stubborn fools remain 
  unpunish'd in thy view;
All such as act unrighteous things,
  thy vengeance Shall pursue.

[6] The sland'ring tongue, O God of truth,
  by thee shall be destroy'd;
Who hat'st alike the man in blood
  and in deceit employ'd.

[7] But when thy boundless grace Shall me 
  to thy lov'd courts restore.
On thee I'll fix
    my longing eyes,
  and humbly there adore.

[11] But let all those who trust in thee,
  with shouts their joy proclaim! 
Let them rejoice, whom thou preserv'st,
  and all that love thy Name.

[12] To righteous men the righteous Lord
  his blessing will extend;
And with his favour
    all his saints,
  as with a shield, defend