I fôr o ofid suddodd Crist

I fôr o ofid suddodd Crist
  Wrth achub dynol-ryw,
A'i enaid oedd yn chwerw drist
  Pan guddiwyd ŵyneb Duw.

O'r diluw dwfn i fyny daeth,
  Er myn'd i orsedd Duw;
O'i suddiad a'i ddadsuddiad Ef,
  Ein bedydd, darlun yw.

Aeth Crist drwy fedydd
    dŵr a gwaed
  Pan drigai yn ein plith;
Dilynwn ninnau ôl ei draed,
  Rhown barch
      i'w eiriau byth.

Wrth suddo yn y dyfrllyd fedd,
  Ymwrthod 'r ŷm â'r byd,
Wrth atgyfodi, dangos wnawn
  Mai'r nefoedd aeth â'n bryd.

To a sea of grief sank Christ
  While saving human-kind,
And his soul was bitterly sad
  When God's face was hidden.

From the deep deluge up he came,
  In order to go to the throne of God;
Of his sinking and his unsinking,
  Our baptism, a picture is.

Christ went through a baptism
    of fire and blood
  When he dwelt among us;
Let us follow his feet,
  Let us render reverence
      to his words forever.

While sinking in the watery grave,
  We are repudiating the world,
While rising again, we are showing
  That the heavens took our devotion.