Mae sain yr utgorn arian clir

Mae sain yr utgorn arian clir
  Yn cerdded dros y gwledydd;
Ceir byd heb bechod
    cyn bo hir,
  Ceir nef a daear newydd:
Bydd geiriau'r Oen yn eiriau'r byd,
  Efe fydd yn teyrnasu;
Fe ddaw'r cenhedloedd o un fryd
  I gyd dan faner Iesu.

I'r gwan daw cymorth
    gwell wrth raid,
  A rhyddid llawn i'r caethion;
Cawn fyw mewn hedd
    a Duw o'n plaid -
  Un enaid ac un galon.
Fe baid y llid,
    fe dderfydd trais,
  Bydd pawb yn un ym mhobman;
Gwrandewir ar yr hyfryd lais
  Lle'r elo'r utgorn arian.

Bydd cyfoeth byd a meddwl dyn
  Yn eiddo Brenin Seion;
Fe roir coronau'r
    llawr bob un
  I'r Gŵr fu dan yr hoelion;
Bydd pawb yn canu am y Groes,
  Wrth gofio'r loes fu yno:
O! tyred bellach, ddedwydd oes,
  A Theyrnas hardd y Seilo.

The clear sound of the silver trumpet is
  Walking across the lands;
A world without sin will
    be had before long,
  A new heaven and a new earth will be had:
The Lamb's words will be the world's words,
  'Tis he who shall be reigning;
The nations will come of one intent
  All under the banner of Jesus.

To the weak shall come a
    better help in need,
  And full freedom to the captives;
We shall get to live in peace
    with God on our side -
  One soul and one heart.
The wrath shall cease,
    violence shall pass away,
  Everyone shall be as one everywhere;
The delightful voice shall be listened to
  Wherever the silver trumpet goes.

The world's wealth and man's thought shall
  Belong to the King of Zion;
The crown of earth belong
    shall be given every one
  To the Man who was under the nails;
Everyone shall be singing about the cross,
  Remembering the anguish that was there:
O come now, thou happy age,
  And beautiful Kingdom of Shiloh!