Anfeidrol Dduw rhagluniaeth

Anfeidrol Dduw rhagluniaeth,
A Thad y greadigaeth,
  Coronaist eto'r flwyddyn hon
Â'th dirion ddoniau'n helaeth:
    Ti Arglwydd pob daioni,
    Beth mwy a dalwn iti
      Na chydymostwng, lwch y llawr,
    Yn awr i'th wir addoli?

Cyfoethog yw dy ddoniau,
A rhad dy drugareddau;
  I ni a'n plant rhag newyn du,
Mor gu dy dadol wenau!
    Mae gwên dy ŵyneb grasol,
    O fwriad cariad dwyfol,
      I'w weld yn amlwg ar bob llaw,
    Mewn haul a glaw amserol.

  Ni ddaeth un haint echryslon
  Na deifiol oer awelon
At ddrysau'n pebyll ni, O! Dduw,
  Gan beri briw i'n calon:
  Anedlaist nerth a bywyd,
  Llawenydd, llawnder, iechyd,
Drwy'r ddaear faith,
    er cael mwynhau
  Ein dyddiau mewn dedwyddyd.

Na foed i'th drugareddau
Ddiferu ar ein llwybrau
  A ninnau'n fyddar ac yn fud
O hyd i'th nef-rasusau;
    Ein telyn, Iôr, cyweiria
    I seinio Halelwia:
      Tragwyddol foli, fyth heb boen,
    Yr Oen fu ar Galfaria.

Immeasurable God of providence,
  And Father of the creation,
Thou hast crowned again this year
  With thy kindly, ample gifts:
    Thou Lord of every goodness,
    What more shall we pay to thee
      Than to submit, dust of the earth,
    Now to thy true adoration?

Rich are thy gifts,
And free thy mercies;
  To us and our children from black starvation,
So dear thy paternal smiles!
    The smile of they gracious face,
    From the intention of divine love,
      To see it clearly on every hand,
    In timely sun and rain.

  Not one horrible infection
  Nor blasting cold breezes, came
To the doors of our tents, O God!
  Causing hurt to our heart:
  Thou didst breathe strength and life,
  Joy, fullness, health,
Throughout the vast earth,
    in order to obtain the enjoyment
  Of our days in happiness.

May thy mercies not
Drip on our path
  And we deaf and mute
Still to thy heavenly graces;
    Our harp, Lord, repair
    To resound Hallelujah:
      Eternal praise, forever without pain,
    Of the Lamb who was on Calvary.