De'wch bechaduriaid mawrion

De'wch, bechaduriaid mawrion,
  Yn dirion at Fab Duw;
Mae'n barod iawn i faddeu
  Pechodau o bob rhyw:
Pwy bynag gredo ynddo,
  Caiff fywyd ganddo'n rhodd;
Ni fwria neb ddel ato
  Oddiwrtho mewn un modd.

Trugaredd yw ei natur,
  A'i enw, cariad yw:
Tosturiol yw'n wastadol
  Wrth bawb o ddynolryw:
Mae'n hoffi gwel'd pechadur
  Yn troi o'r llwybyr trist,
Gan dd'od i ddylyn beunydd
  Yr Arglwydd Iesu Grist.

Come, ye great sinners,
  Tenderly to the Son of God;
He is very ready to forgive
  Sins of every kind:
Whoever believes in him,
  Shall get life from him as a gift;
He shall not cast anyone who comes to him
  Away from him in any way.

Mercy is his nature,
  And his name, it is love:
Piteous is he constantly
  To all of humankind:
He oves to see a sinner
  Turning from the sad path,
By coming to follow daily
  The Lord Jesus Christ.