'Rwy'n disgwyl tangnefedd trwy rinwedd yr Oen

'Rwy'n disgwyl tangnefedd
    trwy rinwedd yr Oen,
  A gadael fy nhrallod,
      fy mhechod, a 'mhoen;
Ei fywyd, a'r pridwerth,
    a'r aberth a roes,
  Pan oedd tan y loesion
      mor greulon ar groes.

I am waiting for peace
    through the merit of the Lamb,
  And the leaving of my trouble,
      my sin, and my pain;
His life, and the ransom,
    and the sacrifice he gave,
  When he was under the griefs
      so cruel on a cross.