Ai am ein beiau ni (Yr wylodd Iesu mawr?)

Ai am ein beiau ni
  Yr wylodd Iesu mawr?
O! rheded heilltion ddagrau'n lli
  O'n llygaid ninnau'n awr!

Mab Duw yn wylo sydd -
  Rhyfeddai engyl nef;
O! gwêl a theimlo, f'enaid prudd,
  Mai drosot wylodd Ef!

Trwy ddagrau'n Ceidwad cu
  Fe sychir dagra'r saint;
Cânt adael glyn wylofain du,
  A meddu'r freiniol fraint.

Was is for our sins
  That great Jesus wept?
Oh, let salt tears run as a flood
  From our own eyes now!

It is the Son of God who weeps -
  The angels of heaven were amazed;
Oh, see and feel, my sad soul,
  That it is for thee He weeps.

Through the tears of our dear Saviour
  The tears of the saints are to be dried;
They may leave the black, weeping vale,
  And possess the royal privilege.

Did Christ o'er sinners weep,
  And shall our cheeks be dry?
Let floods of penitential grief
  Burst forth from every eye.

The Son of God in tears
  The wondering angels see:
Be thou astonished, O my soul;
  He shed those tears for thee.

He wept that we might weep;
  Each sin demands a tear;
In heaven alone no sin is found,
  And there's no weeping there.