Mawr yw gwrthneuon dynol ryw

Mawr yw gwrthneuon dynol ryw
  Yn erbyn Duw a'i gyfraith;
Y cyfiawn, a fo'n caru'r gwir,
  Am ddim a fwrir ymaith.

Y gwâr a fo'n rhybuddio trais,
  Gan yngan llais tangnefedd;
Bydd gan y trawsion dan eu traed,
  Ag yn ei waed yn gorwedd.

Mae'r drwg yn anwyl, ac ar faeth,
  Gan y genhedlaeth wydlawn;
Heb ddyn o'r anwireddus haid
  A saif ym mhlaid
      y cyfiawn.

Yr adyn balch, galarus yw!
  Mae'n erbyn Duw'n ymrwyfo;
Mae'n ddall yn hogi
    mîn y cledd
  A ddaw'n ddialedd arno.

Gwae'r trachwant sy' mor hyll ei waith,
  Ar anraith oll o'i enaid;
Ei golud mawr, yn gyfiawn dâl,
  Syrth arno'n ddial tanbaid.

Tro'r byd yn ol, O'r nefol Ner!
  At iawnder a thangnefedd;
Yn ol o'i amryfusedd maith,
  I wrando iaith gwirionedd.

Great are the oppositions of human kind
  Against God and his law;
The righteous, who loves the truth,
  For nothing is cast away.

The meek, who warns of violence,
  While uttering a voice of peace;
Shall be under the feet of the violent,
  And in his blood lying.

The evil one is beloved, and nourished
  By the whole generation;
With no man of the false hoard
  Who will stand of the side
      of the righteous.

The proud scoundrel, lamentable he is!
  He is committing himself against God;
He is blindly sharpening
    the edge of the sword
  That shall come as vengeance upon him.

Woe to the greed whose work is so ugly,
  Upon all the oration from his soul;
His great wealth, that justly shall pay,
  Shall fall upon him as fiery retribution.

Turn the world back, O thou heavenly Lord!
  To justice and peace;
Back from its vast ostentation,
  To listen to the voice of truth.