Rhown glod i'r Bugail ffyddlon

Rhown glod i'r
    Bugail ffyddlon
  Am iddo gofio'r ŵyn;
Fe'u derbyn hwynt yn dirion,
  Bu farw er eu mwyn.
Ni dderfydd ei awdurdod,
  Ei gariad a barha:
Bydd corlan glyd a chysgod
  I ŵyn y Bugail Da.

Y plentyn bach a roddwn
  Ym mreichiau'r Ceidwad mawr,
Trwy fedydd a gyflwynwn
  I'w nodded Ef yn awr.
O! cadw, Dduw ei tadau,
  Ein plant ym more' hoes,
A dyro ras i ninnau
  I'w tywys at y groes.

Let us render praise to the
    faithful Shepherd
  For remembering the lambs;
He receives them tenderly,
  Who died for their sake.
His authority shall not vanish,
  His love shall endure:
There will be a secure fold and shade
  For the Good Shepherd's lambs.

The little children we put
  In the arms of the great Saviour,
Through baptism we present them
  To His protection now.
O keep, God of our fathers,
  Our children in the morn of their age,
And give grace to us too
  To lead them to the cross.