'R oedd yn llaw Gabriel ddirfawr faen

'R oedd yn llaw Gabriel
    ddirfawr faen,
  Teip eglur iawn o Babilon:
Saint a Phrophwydi llawenhaen',
  Fe ddial Duw eu cam ar hon.

Uwchben y môr y safei'n synn,
  Y maen fe'i soddodd yn y lli';
Gan dweud, Surth Babel fawr, fel hyn,
  Ac ni cheir mwy 'mo honi hi.

There was in Gabriel's hand
    an enormous stone,
  A very clear type of Babylon:
Let saints and prophets rejoice,
  God will avenge their wrong with this.

Above the sea he stood astonishingly,
  The stone he sank in the flood;
Saying, "Great Babel shall fall, thus,
  And she shall no more be found."

In Gabriel's hand
    a mighty stone
Lies, a fair type of Babylon
  "Prophets, rejoice, and, all ye saints,
  God shall avenge your long complaints."

He said, and dreadful as he stood,
He sunk the millstone in the flood:
  "Thus terribly shall Babel fall;
  Thus, and no more be found at all."