Mae Duw yn sylwi ar bob un

Mae Duw yn sylwi ar bob un,
Gan chwilio dyfnder calon dyn;
  'D oes bod trwy'r
      greadigeth fawr,
  Nas gŵyr ei feddwl
      ef bob awr.

Myn barch ac
    idd ei enw glod,
Oddi wrth bob gweithred sydd yn bod;
  Dwg ei ogoniant mawr i ben,
  O uffern ac o'r nefoedd wen.

Mae'r holl greadigaeth yn ei law,
Fe sy'n ei threfnu yma a thraw;
  Pob trefn sydd
      uwch ac is y rhod,
  A draetha ei anfeidrol glod.

Doethineb mawr yn arwain mae
I fythol hedd trwy fydol wae;
  A thrwy gystuddiau chwerwyon, chwith,
  Gall roi'r llawenydd bery byth.

Mwy na'd fi rwgnach, Arglwydd cu,
Dy lwybrau'n anchwiliadwy sy;
  Gwna fi yn foddlawn tra f'wyf byw,
  Gan adde'th farn
      mai cyfiawn yw.

gwelir: Clodforwch Frenin nefoedd fry

God notices every one,
While searching the depth of man's heart;
  There is no being throughout
      the great creation,
  Whose thought he does not
      know every hour.

He demands reverence, and
    to his name praise,
From every deed which is;
  He will bring his great glory to a head,
  From hell, and from the blessed heavens.

The whole creation is in his hand,
'Tis he who ordains it here and there;
  Every ordinance which is
      above and below the sky,
  Expounds his immeasurable acclaim.

Great wisdom is leading
To everlasting peace through worldly woe;
  And through awkward, bitter afflictions,
  It can give the joy that endures forever.

Do not let me grumble any more, dear Lord,
Thy paths are unsearchable;
  Make me content while ever I live,
  Confessing thy judgment
      that it is righteous.