Tydi yw Duw fy nerth i gyd,
  Pa ham y'm bwrid ymaith?
Pa ham yr af mor drwm a hyn
  Gan bwys y gelyn diffaith?

O! gyr dy oleu, moes dy wir,
  Ac felly t'wysir finnau;
Arweiniant fi i'th breswylfeydd,
  I'th fynydd, ac i'th demlau.

Yna yr af at allor Duw,
  Y Duw goruchel hyfryd;
Ac ar y delyn canaf fawl
  Duw, Duw, fy hawl a'm gwynfyd.

gwelir:
  Barn fi O Duw a dadleu'n dỳn(n)
  O gyr dy oleu moes dy wir
  Ymddyrcha Dduw y nef uwchlaw

Thou art the God of all my strength,
  Why dost thou cast me away?
Why do I go as heavy as this
  By the pressure of the desolating enemy?

Oh send thy light, give thy truth,
  And thus I am to be led;
They will lead me to thy residences,
  To thy mountain, and to thy temple.

There I will go to the altar of God,
  The delightful supreme God;
And on the harp I will the praise,
  Of God, God, my right and my blessedness.

[2] Since thou art still my only stay,
  why leav'st thou me in deep distress?
Why go I mourning all the day
  whilst me insulting foes oppress?

[3] Let me with light and truth be blest,
  be these my guides, and lead the way
Till on thy holy hill I rest,
  and in thy sacred temple pray.

[4] Then will I there fresh altars raise
  to God, who is my only joy;
And well tuned harps, with songs of praise,
  shall all my grateful hours employ.