Er edrych ac edrych ar Iesu

Er edrych ac edrych ar Iesu,
  Rhyfeddol yw'r harddwch y sydd
Yn t'w'nu'n ei Hanfod ardderchog,
  Godidog, i'w ganfod bob dydd:
Mil mwy yw
    gogoniant ei Berson,
  Na welodd marwolion erioed;
Ni ddichon angylion na dynion
  Roi allan yn gyson ei glod.

Mae ynddo'r fath fôr o ryfeddod,
  'Rwy'n soddi mewn syndod wrth son
Am degwch a harddwch rhyfeddol
  Gogoniant anfeidrol yr Oen:
Ei weled sydd nefoedd o wynfyd
  Tra hyfryd, a bywyd diboen;
Gorphwysfa i bob tragwyddoldeb
  Fydd hardd
      bresenoldeb yr Oen.

gwelir: Po fwyaf fyfyriaf am Iesu

Although looking an looking at Jesus,
  Wonderful is the beauty there is
Shining in his excellent, supreme
  Being, to be found every day:
A thousand times more is
    the glory of his Person,
  Than mortals ever saw;
Neither angels nor men are able
  To set forth constantly his praise.

There is in him the kind of sea of wonder,
  I am sinking in surprise at the mention
Of the fairness and wonderful beauty
  Of the immeasurable glory of the Lamb:
To see him is heavens of blessedness
  So delightful, and a painless life;
A resting-place for all eternity
  Shall be the beautiful
      presence of the Lamb.