Trwy ras 'rwyf, Arglwydd, ger dy fron
  Yn rhoi fy nghalon iti;
Ti'm ceraist i, er maint fy mai -
  Ni allaf lai na'th garu.

Mi haeddais fod yn awr â'm nyth
  Yn uffern byth yn poeni;
'Rwyt wrthyf wedi trugarhau -
  Ni allaf lai na'th garu.

Caf ddyfod i'r gogoniant maith,
  I ben fy nhaith at Iesu;
Caf fyned draw i'r man lle mae -
  Ni allaf lai na'i garu.

I'r Tad, i'r Mab,
    a'r Ysbryd Glân,
  Rhof glod ar dân
      heb dewi;
Y Tri yn Un, a'r Un yn Dri,
  Mae f'enaid i'n ei garu.

               - - - - -

Dymunwn, Arglwydd, ger dy fron,
  Ro'i 'nawr fy nghalon iti;
Ti'm ceraist i er maint fy mai,
  Ni allaf lai na'th garu.

Mi haeddais fod yn awr â'm nyth
  Yn uffern byth yn poeni;
Ond Ti sydd wedi trugarhau;
  Ni allaf lai na'th garu.

Yn hir bum mewn trueni mawr,
  Heb brisio fawr am Iesu;
Yn awr i mi mor werthfawr mae!
  Ni allaf lai na'i garu.

Bu Iesu farw er fy mwyn,
  Bu farw i'm gwaredu;
Mae cofio hyn yn enyn swyn, -
  Nas gallaf lai na'i garu.
                              
Fe ddaeth i'r byd i fyw yn dlawd,
  Mewn dirmyg a thylodi;
Er bod i rai yn destyn gwawd, -
  Nis gallaf lai na'i garu.

gwelir: Yn hir bum mewn trueni mawr

Through grace I am, Lord, before thee
  Giving my heart to thee;
Thou lovedst me, despite my fault -
  I can do no less than love thee.

I deserved now to have my nest
  In hell forever suffering pain;
Thou didst have mercy on me -
  I can do no less than love thee.

I may get to come to thy vast glory,
  At the end of my journey to Jesus;
I may get to go over to the place he is -
  I can do no less than love thee.

To the Father, to the Son,
    and the Holy Spirit,
  I will give praise on fire
      without ceasing;
The Three in One, and the One in Three,
  My soul loves him.

                 - - - - -

I would wish, Lord, before thee,
  To give my heart to thee;
Thou lovedst me, despite my fault -
  I can do no less than love thee.

I deserved now to have my nest
  In hell forever suffering pain;
But Thou hast had mercy;
  I can do no less than love thee.

Long was I in great misery,
  Without greatly valuing Jesus;
Now to me how precious he is!
  I can do no less than love him.

Jesus died for my sake
  He died to deliver me;
Remembering this is kindling enchantment, -
  I can do no less than love him.

He came to the world to live poor,
  In scorn and poverty;
Although to some a theme of shame, -
  I can do no less than love him.