O Dduw hollalluog Tŵr enwog wyt ti

O Dduw hollalluog,
    Tŵr enwog wyt ti,
Fy Nghraig a fy Nghrewr,
    fy Mhrynwr a'm Mri;
  Dy Ysbryd Glān mirain
      f'o i'm harwain o hyd
  A'm tynfa feunyddiol
      f'o i ganmil gwell byd.

Mewn byd drwg trallodus,
    helbulus 'rwy'n byw,
Er hyn ymwrolaf,
    ymnerthaf yn Nuw;
  Er gwaetha' ngelynion
      anhylon o hyd
  Mae tynfa fy enaid
      i ganmil gwell byd.

Rho im' gael adnabod
    gwir gymod trwy'r gwaed,
A chorff y farwolaeth
    tra helaeth dan draed,
  Fel byddwyf heb oedi
      yn profi bob pryd,
  Fod tynfa fy enaid
      i ganmil gwell byd.

Yn ing afon angau,
    Duw mau, d'od i mi -
Gael cyfaill i'm cofio,
    i'm llywio trwy'r lli:
  A myrdd o'th brydferthion
      angylion yn nghyd,
  I'm dwyn i'r tragwyddol
      anfarwol nef fyd.

O God almighty,
    a famous Tower art thou,
My Rock and my Creator,
    my Redeemer and my Glory;
  Thy noble Holy Spirit
      be leading me always
  And my daily attraction be to a world
      a hundred thousand times better.

In an evil, troublesome, tempestuous
    I am living,
Despite this I shall persevere,
    I shall take strength in God;
  Despite my dismaying
      enemies still
  The attraction of my soul is to a world
      a hundred thousand times better.

Grant me to get to know
    true reconciliation through the blood,
And the body of death
    so abundantly under foot,
  That I may without delay
      experience every time,
  That the attraction of my soul be to a
      world a hundred thousand times better.

In the anguish of the river of death,
    my God, come to me -
To get a friend to remember me,
    to steer me through the flood:
  And a myriad of beautiful
      angels together,
  To lead me to the eternal,
      immortal, heavenly world.