'Rwyf wedi bwrw'r draul

'Rwyf wedi bwrw'r draul,
  I fyn'd yn mlaen o hyd,
Nes gwelwy'r dydd yn gwawrio draw,
  Mi wn y daw ryw bryd:
Er gwaetha'm llygredd cas,
  Mi ddianga maes o law,
I gol fy Nuw
    a'm Priod cu,
  Sy'n eiriol droswyf draw.

Mewn gwlad o drafferth blin,
  Os rhaid i'm ronyn fod,
Bu'r Iesu'n rhodio yma ei hun,
  Rwy'n dilyn ol ei droed;
Efe a'm gwnaiff yn rhydd,
  Ryw ddedwydd ddydd a ddaw;
O flaen y fainc mae Mhriod cu,
  Yn eiriol droswyf draw.

Er maint yw llid y ddraig,
  I ddenu'm henaid llon,
Mi wela sanctaidd had y wraig,
  A'm henw ar ei fron:
Dysgwyliaf etto'n wych,
  I edrych p'odd y daw:
O flaen y fainc mae Mhriod cu,
  Yn eiriol droswyf draw.

Does pleser geny'n awr, 
  Yn un lle tan y ne',
Mewn newyn ac mewn syched mawr,
  Rwy'n teithio tua thre';
Ca'm mhorthi â manna rhad,
  O fewn i'r wlad a ddaw;
O flaen y fainc mae Mhriod cu,
  Yn eiriol droswyf draw.

Ffarwel deganau'r byd,
  Ddo'nt yno
      i'm denu mwy;
Mi gaf fawrhau yr Oen o hyd,
  Mewn hawddfyd gyda hwy,
Ni welir yno un,
  Heb delyn yn ei law:
O flaen y fainc mae Mhriod cu,
  Yn eiriol droswyf draw.

gwelir: 'Rwyf yn terfynu 'nghred

I have spent the expense,
  To go forwards always,
Until I see the day dawning yonder,
  I know shall come some time:
Despite my detestable corruption,
  I shall escape soon,
To my the bosom of my God
    and my dear Spouse,
  Who is interceding for me yonder.

In a land of grievous trouble,
  If I must be for a while,
Jesus walked here himself,
  I am following his footprints;
He shall make me free,
  Some happy day to come;
Before the throne my dear Spouse,
  Is interceding for me yonder.

Despite how great is the dragon's wrath,
  To attract my cheerful soul,
I see the sacred seed of the woman,
  And my name on his breast:
I watch still wonderfully,
  To see whatever shall come:
Before the throne my dear Spouse,
  Is interceding for me yonder.

I have no pleasure now,
  Anywhere under heaven,
In starvation and in great thirst,
  I am travelling home;
I shall get to feed on free manna,
  Within the land to come;
Before the throne my dear Spouse,
  Is interceding for me yonder.

Farewell trinkets of the world,
  They shall not come there
      to attract me any more;
I shall get to enjoy the Lamb always,
  In blessedness with them,
None shall be seen there,
  Without a harp in his hand:
Before the throne my dear Spouse,
  Is interceding for me yonder.