O f'enaid cân i'th Briod glân

O f'enaid cân i'th Briod glân,
  Dod allan ei ogoniant;
Ac na fydd drist, mae genyt dyst,
  Fod Iesu Grist i'th feddiant.

O cwn dy lef at Dduw i'r nef,
  Dy Dad yw Ef i'th wrando;
A'r Iesu pur yw'th Frawd yn wir,
  Fu'n dyoddef cur i'th safio.

Mae Ysbryd cun fy Nuw ei hun
  Yn rhoi it' win dy lonaid;
A llawer gwledd tu yma i'r bedd
  O rinwedd mawr i'r enaid.

Cei hefyd, clyw,
    tra f'och di byw
  Angylion Duw i'th wylio;
Nac ofna ŵg y ddraig na'i drwg,
  Can's Duw a'm dwg hyd ato.

Er bod yn was i bechod cas,
  Mae mawr Berthynas iti;
Nac ofna, paid, mae'r Nef o'th blaid,
  Yn wir nid rhaid it' ofni.

Bydd lawen, dos, serch goddef loes,
  Yn mlaen â'r Groes,
      cei groeso;
A goddef wawd er mwyn dy Frawd,
  Tra yn y cnawd yn rhodio.

Fe ddaw rhyddhad,
    cei fyn'd i'r wlad
  Lle mae dy Dad yn tario;
Yn fawr dy fraint i blith y saint,
  Gwyn fyd pa faint ęl yno.

Rho foliant fyth
    tra ynot chwyth,
  Cei fyn'd i blith angylion;
O! f'enaid, dod yn glir fawr glod
  I Grist, dy Briod tirion.

O nefoedd wen, deffrowch uwchben:—
  O'r ddae'r i'r nen yn union
Wyf finau'n hy' 'n dod atoch chwi
  I foli Iesu tirion.

O my soul, sing to thy holy Spouse,
  Set forth his glory;
And be not sad, thou hast a witness,
  That Jesus Christ is thy possession.

O raise thy cry toward God to heaven,
  Thy Father is he to listen to thee;
And the pure Jesus is thy Brother truly,
  Who suffered wounding to save thee.

The dear Spirit of my God himself is
  Giving to thee wine to cheer thee;
And many a feast this side of the grave
  From great merit to thy soul.

Thou shalt also get to hear,
    while ever thou livest,
  The angels of God to watch thee;
Fear not the dragon's frown nor its evil,
  Since God bring me unto him.

Although a servant to detestable sin,
  There is a great Relative for thee;
Do not fear, no, heaven is on thy side,
  Truly there is no need for thee to fear.

Be joyful, go, despite suffering anguish,
  Forward, take the cross,
      thou shalt get a welcome;
And suffer scorn for thy Brother's sake,
  While walking in the flesh.

Freedom shall come,
    thou shalt get to go to the land
  Where thy Father is waiting;
Great thy privilege amongst the saints,
  Blessed are however many go there.

Give praise forever
    while there be breath in thee,
  Thou shalt get to go amongst angels;
O my soul, render clearly great acclaim
  To Christ, thy tender Spouse.

O blessed heaven, awake up above:-
  From the earth to the sky directly
I am boldly calling on you
  To praise tender Jesus.