O Frenin nef dy gymorth dod

O Frenin nef, dy gymorth dod,
  I seinio dy glod-foredd;
O'th 'wyllys da mae'r flwyddyn hon,
  Dan goron o drugaredd.

Dy Dadol nawdd yn hael i ni,
  Heb rif a
      roddi'n rhyfedd;
Ac wele eto'r flwyddyn hon,
  Dan goron o drugaredd.

Haeddasom ni dy gyfiawn ŵg,
  Dan gilwg diymgeledd;
Ond wele eto'r flwyddyn hon,
  Dan goron dy drugaredd.

Diolchwn am bob tymor da,
  Am ŷd a bara'n burwedd;
Duw, dŵg ni hefyd ger dy fron,
  Dan goron dy drugaredd.

O King of heaven, thy help give,
  To sound thy praise;
From thy good will is this year
  Under the crown of mercy.

Thy fatherly protection generously to us,
  Without number thou art
      giving wondrously;
And see again this year,
  Under the crown of mercy.

We deserved thy righteous frown,
  Under an unhelpful scowl;
But see again this year,
  Under the crown of thy mercy.

We give thanks for every good season,
  For corn and bread of quality;
God, bring us also before thee,
  Under the crown of thy mercy.