Disgyn Iôr, a rhwyga'r nefoedd,
  Tywallt ysbryd gras i lawr;
Disgyn fel y toddo'r bryniau,
  Diosg fraich dy allu mawr:
Difa'r lleni, ymddysgleiria
  Ar dy drugareddfa lân;
Rho dy lais a'th wênau tirion,
  Achub bentewynion tân!

Ti achubaist y rhai gwaethaf,
  Annheilyngaf a fu'n bod;
Achub eto - achub yma -
  Achub finnau er dy glod!
Ti gei'r mawl
    pan danio'r ddaear,
  A phan syrthio sêr y nen,
Ti gei'r enw yn drag'wyddol,
  Ti gei'r goron ar dy ben.

Descend, Lord, and rend the heavens,
  Pour the Spirit of grace down;
Descend as the hills might melt,
  Divest the arm of thy great might;
Rend the curtains, shine forth
  On thy holy mercy-seat;
Give thy voice and thy tender smiles,
  Save brands of fire!

Thou didst save the worst,
  Most unworthy that were being;
Save again, save here,
  Save me for the sake of thy praise!
Thou wilt have the praise
    when the earth burns,
  And when the stars of the sky fall:
Thou wilt have the name eternally,
  Thou wilt have the crown on thy head.