Os ydwyf wael
    fy llun a'm lliw,
  Os nad yw 'mriw'n gwellhau,
Af at y meddyg nawr ei fri
  Sy'n gadarn i iacháu.

O'm pen i'm traed 'r wy'n glwyfus oll,
  Pob archoll yn dyfnhau:
Neb ond y Meddyg Da i mi,
  Sy'n gadarn i iacháu. 

Os wyf heb rym i ddim sydd dda,
  Dan bwys fy mhla'n llesgáu,
Rhydd Iesu gryfder i'r di-rym;
  Mae'n gadarn i iacháu.

O ddydd i ddydd
    caf nerth i ddal;
  Mae'i ras yn amalhau:
Am hyn nid anobeithiaf ddim,
  Mae'n gadarn i iacháu!

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'Rwy'n wael fy ngwedd a du fy lliw,
  Nid yw fy mriw'n gwellau;
Af at y Meddyg mawr ei fri
  Sy'n gadarn i iachau.

Af dan fy nghlwyfau ato' nes
  I gael fy esmwythau;
Mae Ef, os afiach ydwyf fi,
  Yn gadarn i iachau.

Er bod y pen yn glwyfus oll,
  A'm harcholl yn dyfnhau,
Crist yw y Meddyg Da i mi -
  Mae'n gadarn i iachau.

Y gwanaf un o'r gweiniaid wy'
  Dan bwys fy nghlwy'n llesgau:
Ond nerth a rydd
    i rai dirym -
  Mae'n gadarn i iachau.

Rhyw dôn ar dôn, a chroes ar groes,
  Fy einioes sy'n tristau;
Er hyn nid annobeithiaf ddim -
  Mae'n gadarn i iachau.

If I am wretched
    in my appearance and my colour,
  If my wound is not getting better,
I will go to the esteemed physician now
  Who is strong to save.

From my head to my feet I am all diseased,
  Every wound deepening:
None but the Good Physician for me,
  Is strong to save.

If I am without strength for anything good,
  Languishing under the weight of my plague,
Jesus will give strength to the strengthless;
  He is strong to save.

From day to day
    I will get strength to continue;
  His grace is abounding:
For this I will not despair at anything,
  He is strong to save!

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I am poor in condition and black my colour,
  My wound is not healing;
I will go to the greatly esteemed Physician
  Who is strong to save.

I will go under my diseases next to him
  To get relieved;
He is, if I am unhealthy,
  Strong to save.

Although the head is all sick,
  And my wound deepening,
Christ is the Good Physician to me -
  He is strong to save.

The weakest one of the weak am I
  Under the weight of my sickness fainting:
But strength he will give
    to those without force -
  He is strong to save.

Some wave upon wave, and cross upon cross,
  Are saddening my lifespan;
Despite this I will not lose hope at all -
  He is strong to save.