Doed troseddwyr at yr orsedd

Doed troseddwyr at yr orsedd,
  Doed y rhai sy ddua'u lliw;
Doed pob llwyth, ac
    iaith, a phobloedd,
  Doent yn fuan at eu Duw:
Doed i dderbyn iachawdwriaeth,
  Doed i ganmol am y gwa'd;
Doed pob enw 'nawr ar unwaith,
  At yr iachawdwriaeth rad.

At yr orsedd, fel pechadur,
  Af yn brysur, mae'n llawn bryd;
Treuliais, do, flynyddau meithion
  Yn afradlon yn y byd:
Agosâu mae'r dydd i'm dattod,
  Amser bron â darfod yw;
Mawr yw'r gwaith o'm gwneyd yn barod,
  Ond nid gormod i fy Nuw.

Let transgressors come to the throne,
  Let those of blackest colour come;
Let every tribe, and language,
    and people come,
  Let them come soon to their God:
Let them come to receive salvation,
  Let them come to praise for the blood,
Let every name come now at once,
  To the free salvation.

To the throne, like a sinner,
  I shall hurry, it is high time;
I spent, yes, vast years
  As a prodigal in the world:
Approaching is the day for me to unravel,
  A time that has almost passed it is;
Great is the work of making me ready,
  But it is not too much for my God.