Mae'r diwrnod mawr yn d'od

Mae'r diwrnod mawr yn d'od,
O'i fath ni welodd neb erio'd;
    Rhaid ini i gyd, &c.
  I dd'od yn nghyd
        o flaen ein Duw.

Fe dry yr haul fel sach-len flew,
Fe waedda'r mawrion dewrion glew,
    Ar greigiau'n glau, &c.
  Gan bwys eu gwae,
        i'w cuddio hwy.

Fe syrthia aml ser y nen,
Fe d'wylla'r bydoedd mawr uwchben;
    Fe sych y môr, &c.
  Bydd f'Arglwydd Ior
        yr un o hyd.

Jehofa mawr, anfeidrol yw
Yr Hollalluog Arglwydd Dduw;
    Hwn sydd erio'd, &c.
  Fe roddodd fôd
        i'r cyfan sydd.

A'i air y creodd ef y byd,
A'i air fe'u geilw oll yn nghyd;
    Pan ddêl y dydd, &c.
  Daw'r caeth yn rhydd
        o lwch y bedd.

O groesaw wynfydedig awr,
I gwrdd â Brenin nefoedd fawr;
    Pob llygad wêl, &c.
  Ef pan y del
        ar gwmmwl nef.

Ceir gwel'd y dyrfa ddysglaer fawr,
Rifedi gwlith y boreu wawr,
    Heb friw na phoen, &c.
  Yn canu i'r Oen
        y newydd gân.

Bydd uchel ganu y pryd hyn,
Am angeu pen Calfaria fryn;
    Heb goffa mwy, &c.
  Am boen na chlwy'
        ond gwaed y groes.

Ni thraetha tafod fyth i ma's,
Hapusrwydd etifeddion gras;
    Pan losgo'r byd, &c.
  Fe bery o hyd
        eu gwynfyd hwy.

Bydd gwraig yr Oen heb boen na phwn
Yn canu'n iach y boreu hwn,
    Ar ddeheu-law, &c.
  Ei Phriod draw,
       heb farw byth.

Ei dagrau sychir bob yr un,
Er cymaint ydynt,
      er mor flin;
    Dim gofid byth, &c.
  Mewn nefol nyth,
        nis blina hi.

'Fydd yno un gorthrymwr trist,
I ddrygu priod Iesu Grist;
    Gwir heddwch llawn, &c.
  Fyth yno cawn,
        heb ryfel mwy.

Neshau mae'r waredigaeth lawn,
A'r boreu hyfryd heb brydnawn,
    Mewn nefol hedd, &c.
  Tu draw i'r bedd,
      i wledda byth.

gwelir:
  Ceir gwel'd y dyrfa ddysglaer fawr
  Fe syrth aneirif sêr y nen

The great day is coming,
The kind of which no-one has ever seen;
    We must all, &c.
  Come together
        before our God.

The sun shall turn to hairy sack-cloth,
The great valiant brave ones shall shout,
    To the rocks urgently, &c.
  Under the weight of their woe,
      for them to cover them.

The manifold stars of the sky shall fall,
The great worlds overhead shall darken;
    The sea shall dry up, &c.
  The Sovereign Lord shall be
        ever the same.

Great Jehovah, immeasurable is he,
The Almighty Lord God;
    He who ever is, &c.
  He gave being
        to the whole that is.

With his word he created the world,
With his word he calls them all together;
    When the day comes, &c.
  The captive shall come free
        from the dust of the grave.

O welcome, blessed hour,
To meet with the King of great heaven;
     Every eye shall see, &c.
  Him when he comes
        on the cloud of heaven.

The great radiant throng shall be seen,
Numerous as the dew of the morning dawn,
    With neither bruise nor pain, &c.
  Singing to the Lamb
        the new song.

There shall be loud singing at that time,
About the death of Calvary hill's summit;
    With no more remembrance, &c.
  Of pain or wound
        but the blood of the cross.

No tongue shall ever set forth,
The happiness of the heirs of grace;
    When the world burns, &c.
  Endure forever shall
        their blessedness.

The Lamb's bride, without pain or burden,
Shall be bidding farewell on that morning,
    At the right hand, &c.
  Of her Spouse yonder,
      without ever dying any more.

Her tears shall be dried, every one,
Despite how many they are,
      despite how grievous;
    No distress ever, &c.
  In a heavenly nest,
        she shall not grieve.

No sad oppressor at all shall be there,
To harm the spouse of Jesus Christ;
    Full, true peace, &c.
  Forever there we may get,
        with no more war.

Approaching is the full deliverance,
And the delightful morning without evening,
    In heavenly peace, &c.
 Beyond the grave,
      to feast forever.