O Arglwydd maddeu'm ffiaidd fai

O Arglwydd maddeu'm ffiaidd fai,
'D oes ond dy waed all ei ddileu;
  Gwn mai mawr yw,
      gwn mai mawr yw,
  Atolwg, clyw, a maddeu i mi.

Pechodau sy'n fy nala i,
Fel nad yw'n gallu edrych fry;
  O cofia'n rhad, &c.
  Am werth dy wa'd a thrugarha.

'D oes unrhyw feddyg dan yr haul,
A wella 'nghlwyf,
    ond Adda'r ail;
  Iechyd fy oes, &c.
  'Ngwaed ei groes i gyd y mae.

Fe'm daliodd â'i alluog nerth,
I ddringo creigydd mawrion serth,
  Rhag syrthio'n friw, &c.
  I enw Duw y byddo'r clod.

Dinystriar hen egwyddor gas
Sydd ynwy'n llwyr wrth'nebu'th ras;
  Rhag grym ei saeth, &c.
  Y Duw a'm gwnaeth, O cadw fi.

Ti wyddost rif fy meiau mawr,
Amlach na gwlith
    y boreu wawr;
  Dim ond dy wa'd, &c.
  Rydd im' ryddhad,
      a'u llwyr ddileu.

Diolch i Dduw na bu'swn byth
Yn berwi yn y fflamiau syth;
  O! rhyfedd yw, &c.
  Caf etto fyw fyth gydâ Duw.

Un wyf o'r pechaduriaid mawr,
Ffieidia' ar wyneb
    daiar lawr;
  Ni wela'i un, &c.
  Fel fi fy hun, yn mhlith y llu.

O! golch fi yn y ffynnon fawr,
A redodd dan dy fron i lawr;
  O ddwr a gwa'd, &c.
  Rho imi'n rhad fy llwyr lanhau.

Digon a digon i mi byth,
Gwn yw dy haeddiant mawr dilyth;
  Cyfiawnder Duw, &c.
  A geidw'n fyw fy enaid gwiw.

O! gwisg fi â'r cyfiawnder drud,
Sydd gan mil gwell
    nâ'r byd i gyd;
  Gall lwyr ddileu, &c.
  Fy ffiaidd fai eu gyd i ffwrdd.

gwelir: Mae gwedd ei wyneb yn iachau

O Lord, forgive my detestable fault,
Nothing but thy blood can delete it;
  I know that it is great,
      I know that it is great,
  I beseech thee, hear, and forgive me.

'Tis sins that are holding me,
That there is no ability to look up;
  O remember freely, &c.
  The worth of thy blood and show mercy.

There is no physician under the sun,
Who shall heal my wound,
    but the second Adam;
  The health of my lifespan, &c.
  The blood of his cross altogether is.

He held with his powerful strength,
To climb great, steep rocks,
  From falling and hurting, &c.
  To the name of God be the praise.

Destroy the old hated principle
That in me is wholly resisting thy grace;
  From the power of his arrow, &c.
  God who made me, O keep me.

Thou knowest the number of my great faults,
More manifold than the dew
   of the morning dawn;
  Nothing but thy blood, &c.
  Shall give me freedom,
      and wholly delete them.

Thanks to God that I should never
Boil immediately in the flames;
  O wonderful it is!, &c.
  I shall yet get to live forever with God.

One I am of the great sinners,
Most detestable on the face
    of the earth below;
  I shall not see any, &c.
  Like myself, amongst the throng.

O wash me in the great fount,
That ran down under thy breast!
  Of water and blood, &c.
  Grant me graciously my total cleansing.

Sufficient and sufficient for me forever,
I know is thy great unfailing merit;
  The righteousness of God, &c.
  Shall keep alive my darling soul.

O dress me with the precious righteousness,
That is a hundred thousand times better
    than all the world;
  It can completely take, &c.
  All my detestable fault away.