Dyma'r hen addewid hyfryd

Dyma'r hen addewid hyfryd,
  A 'sigodd siol
      y sarph yn friw;
Cawd trag'wyddol fuddugoliaeth
  Ar farwolaeth trwy Fab Duw:
Ym mhob lo's ddydd a nos,
Fy enaid cān
    am waed y gro's.

O fy enaid gwel dy Feddyg,
  Yn archolledig yn dy le;
Fy nhrag'wyddol feddyginiaeth
  Red o'i glwyfau mawrion e':
O's ca' fyw rhyfedd yw,
I drag'wyddoldeb gyda Duw.

Er nad wyf ond eiddil heddyw,
  Gad im' roddi pwys fy mhen
Ar y Cyfaill, heb dddiffygio,
  Sy'n fy nghofio uwch y nen;
Ei glwyfau e' yw fy lle,
Dyma'm noddfa fyth a'm ne'.

P'odd y gallaf lai na chanu,
  Am rinweddol waed y groes;
Dyma mywyd a fy iechyd,
  Sy'n pereiddio dyddiau 'oes:
Digon yw i mi Dduw,
Ym mhob cyflwr tra f'wyf byw.

gwelir:
  O na fyddwn ysbryd heddyw
  Wele cawsom y Messia

Here is the delightful old promise,
  That struck and bruised
      the serpent's head;
An eternal victory was got
  Over death through the Son of God:
In every anguish, day and night,
My soul shall sing
    about the blood of the cross.

O my soul, see thy Physician,
  Wounded in thy place;
My eternal medication
  Runs from his great wounds:
If I get to live, wonderful it is,
For an eternity with God.

Although I am only feeble today,
  Let me lean my head
On the Friend, without failing,
  Who remembers me above the sky;
His wounds are my place,
Here is my refuge forever and my heaven.

How can I do any less than sing,
  About the virtuous blood of the cross?
Here is my life and my health,
  Which sweeten the days of my age:
Sufficient for me is God,
In every condition while ever I live.