O angeu pa le mae dy golyn?

O angeu! pa le mae dy golyn?
  O uffern! ti gollaist y dydd!
Y Baban a anwyd yn Methle'm
  Orchfygodd bob gelyn y sydd;
Ni raid i blant Seion
    ddim ofni
  Myn'd adref dan ganu i'w gwlad -
Eu ffordd sydd yn rhydd tuag yno,
  A hono gysegrwyd ā gwaed!

Mae'r ddaear yn cilio o'm golwg,
  A'r nefoedd yn agor o'm blaen -
Mi glywaf soniarus delynau
  Angylion yn beraidd eu cān;
Seraphiaid, rhowch fenthyg adenydd,
  Mae f'enaid am hedeg i'ch plith!
O angeu! pa le mae dy golyn?
  O uffern! ni lwyddi di byth!

O Death, where is thy sting?
  O Hell, thou hast lost the day!
The Baby who was born in Bethlehem
  Overcame every enemy there is;
There is no need for Zion's children
    to fear anything
  Going home while singing to their land -
Their way is free towards there,
  And this was consecrated with blood!

The earth is retreating from my view,
  And the heavens are opening before me -
I can hear resounding harps
  Of angels who have a sweet song;
Seraphim, lend ye wings,
  My soul wants to fly to your midst!
O Death, where is thy sting?
  O Hell, thou shalt never succeed!