Wrth feddwl am y gwaed

  Wrth feddwl am y gwaed
    A lifodd ar y groes,
  A'r Iawn anfeidrol gaed
    Yn angeu Crist a'i loes,
O todded ein calonnau'n awr
Wrth gofio am ei gariad mawr.

  Y cwpan chwerw llawn
    A yfodd Iesu i gyd;
  A'r ddeddf gadd
        berffaith Iawn
    Yn ei ddioddefaint drud:
Coronau fyrdd fo byth ar ben
Yr Hwn fu farw ar y pren!

  While thinking about the blood
    That flowed on the cross,
  And the immeasurable Satisfaction fount
    In the death of Christ and his anguish,
O let our hearts now melt
While remembering his great love.

  The full, bitter cup
    That Jesus drank altogether;
  And the law that got
        a perfect Satisfaction
    In his costly suffering:
A myriad crowns be forever on the head
Of him who died on the tree!