Blant Adda 'mbartowch

Blant Adda, 'mbartowch!
  Deffrowch yn yr ysbryd
  I ganu mewn gwynfyd,
Tan dristyd na 'mfrowch:
  O dowch, dyma'r dydd.
Mewn ffydd mae'n hoff hael
Y gwynfyd o gael
  Y golwg ar Grist;
Heb ffydd a'i goleuni
Nid oes ond tywyllni,
  Trueni mawr trist.

Pwy bynnag trwy bwyll
  Sy'n canfod rhyw fesur
  O lygredd ei natur,
Fe deimla heb dwyll
  Mor dda yw Mab Duw:
O'i ddyfod mewn cnawd
Yn Frenin, yn Frawd,
  Rhyfeddwn ei fri!
Y Duw uchel fawredd
Yn ddyn isel gwaredd,
  Mewn agwedd fel ni!

Children of Adam, prepare!
  Awaken in the spirit
  To sing in blessedness,
Under sadness be ye not cast down:
  O come ye, this is the day.
In faith very delightful is
The blessedness of getting
  The view of Christ;
Without faith and its light
There is nothing but darkness,
  A great, sad wretchedness.

Whoever through wisdom
  Discovers some measure
  Of the corruption of his nature,
He will feel without deception
  How good is the Son of God:
From his coming in flesh
As King, as Brother,
  We wonder at his renown!
The God of high majesty
As a man of lowly disposition,
  In attitude like us!

O let us awake
  To sing in the spirit
  The praise of the Saviour
  Who paid all our debt
And died for our sake;
  Through faith we may see
  And know in our hearts
What burdens He bore
  To bring us salvation,
  What sorrow, what anguish,
What sufferings sore.

Whoever hath won
  Some sense of the evil
  Corrupting our nature,
  Most fully must feel
How good is God's Son;
  In taking our flesh
  As brother, though King, 
How wondrous his grace'.
  He, God and Creator,
  A man, meek and lowly
As one of our race!