Bachgen a aned, Mab ro'ed in';
  Ei enw sy'n Rhyfeddol;
Ar ysgwydd hwn llywodraeth gaed,
  Duw cadarn, Tad tragwyddol.

Chwilio ei berson hardd,
    a'i waith,
  Sy'n orchwyl maith anfeidrol;
Fe elwir yma,
    a thrwy'r ne',
  Ei enw e'n Rhyfeddol.

Deonglwch hyn, ddysgedig rai:
  Rhyfeddu mae'r cenhedloedd -
P'odd gall'sai Mair ei gynnwys ef
  Na chynnwys
      nef y nefoedd?

Duw mawr, Creawdwr dŵr a thir,
  I gael ei wir genhedlu
Gan forwyn wnaethpwyd ganddo ei hun,
  Fy enaid sy'n rhyfeddu.

Mae holl ddoethineb Duw ynghyd
  Yn cwrddyd yn ei berson;
Nid rhyfedd fod myrddiynau'r nef
  'N ei foli ef yn gysson.

'Roedd doniau ein Duw i gyd fel môr
  Dygyfor, heb eu rhifo,
Gynt oll ynghudd, ond yr awr hyn
  Trwy'r Iesu yn disgleirio.

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Bachgen a aned, Mab row'd in',
  Ei enw sy'n Rhyfeddol;
Ar ysgwydd ef llywodraeth gaed,
  Duw cadarn, Tad tragwyddol.

Chwilio ei Berson hardd,
    a'i waith,
  Sydd orchwyl maith anfeidrol;
Mae ar y llawr, ac yn y ne',
  Ei enw E'n Rhyfeddol.

Deonglwch hyn, ddysgedig rai:
  Rhyfeddu mae'r cenhedloedd -
P'odd gall'sai Mair ei gynnwys Ef,
  Na chynnwys
      nef y nefoedd?

Yr Hen Ddihenydd yn ddyn gwan,
  Mewn preseb dan ei rwymau;
Y Gair tragwyddol ar lin Mair,
  Heb fedru gair o'i enau!

Mae holl ddoethineb Duw yn nghyd
  Yn cwrddyd yn ei Berson;
Nid rhyfedd fod y nefol lu
  Yn ei ryfeddu'n gyson.

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Fe roddwyd Mab yn rhad i ni,
  Ei Enw sy'n Rhyfeddol;
Ar ysgwydd Hwn llywodraeth gaed,
  Duw cadarn, Tad tragwyddol.

Chwilio ei berson hardd,
    a'i waith,
  Sydd orchwyl maith anfeidrol;
Mae ar y llawr, ac yn y ne'
  Ei Enw E'n Rhyfeddol.

Yr Hên Ddihenydd yn ddyn gwan
  Mewn preseb, dan ei rwymau;
Y Gair tragwyddol ar lîn Mair
  Heb fedru
      gair â'i enau!

Mae holl ddoethineb Duw yn nghyd
  Yn cwrddyd yn ei Berson;
Nid rhyfedd fod y nefol lu
  Yn ei addoli'n gyson.

I'r TAD, a'r MAB,
    a'r YSPRYD GLÂN
  Dyrchafer cân Clodforedd,
Fel gynt yr oedd, y mae'n ddilyth,
  A phery byth heb ddiwedd.

gwelir: Mae doniau Duw i gyd fel môr

A boy was born, a Son given to us;
  His name is Wonderful;
On his shoulder government is had,
  Mighty God, eternal Father.

Seeking his beautiful person,
    and his work,
  Is a vast, immeasurable task;
He is to be called here,
    and throughout heaven,
  His Name is Wonderful.

Interpret this, learned ones:
  The nations are amazed -
How could Mary contain him
  That the heaven of heaven
      does not contain?

Great God, the Creator of water and land,
  Truly to be begotten
Of a virgin made by himself,
  My soul is wondering.

All the wisdom of God altogether is
  Meeting in his person;
No wonder that myriads of heaven are
  Praising him constantly.

All the gifts of our God were like a
  Swelling sea, without number,
Once all hidden, but now
  Through Jesus shining.

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A boy was born, a Son was given to us,
  His name is Wonderful;
On his shoulders government is found,
  A firm God, an eternal Father.

Searching his beautiful Person,
    and his work,
  Which is a vast, immeasurable task;
On the earth, and in heaven,
  His name is Wonderful.

Interpret this, learned ones:
  The nations are amazed -
How could Mary contain Him,
  That the heaven of heaven
      does not contain?

The The Ancient of Days in weak man,
  In a manger under his bonds;
The eternal Word on Mary's knee,
  Without being able to utter a word!

All the wisdom of God altogether is
  Meeting in his Person;
No wonder that the heavenly host is
  Wondering at him constantly.

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A son was given freely to us,
  His name is Wonderful;
On His shoulder government is had,
  Mighty God, eternal Father.

Searching his beautiful person,
    and his work,
  Is a vast, immeasurable task;
On the earth, and in heaven
  His Name is Wonderful.

The Ancient of Days in weak man
  In a manger, under his swaddling bands;
The eternal Word on Mary's knee
  Without the ability
      of a word with his mouth!

All the wisdom of God altogether is
  Meeting in his Person;
No wonder that the heavenly host be
  Worshipping him constantly.

To the FATHER, and the SON,
    and the HOLY SPIRIT
  Be raised a song of praise,
As it was formerly, it is unfailingly,
  And shall continue forever without end.