Bydd di f'Arweinydd ar y daith

Bydd di f'Arweinydd ar y daith,
  A gwrando ar fy nghri,
Na ad i'm troed byth lithro chwaith,
  A beunydd cynnal fi.

Mae Satan, cnawd, a byd heb ball
  O gylch fy ffordd bob awr,
O cadw fi rhag maglau'r fall,
  Tydi, fy Mhrynwr mawr.

Os temtir fi gan bechod cas,
  A phethau gwael y byd,
O Arglwydd, dyro imi ras,
  A chadw fi bob pryd.

Boed im weddïo yn ddi-baid,
  Os egwan yw fy ffydd:
Pan ddêl y temtiwr, bydd o'm plaid,
  Rhag imi golli'r dydd.

Be thou my Leader on the journey,
  And listen to my cry,
Do not let my foot ever slip either,
  And daily uphold me.

Satan, flesh, and a world without fail are
  Around my way every hour,
O keep me from the snares of the evil one,
  Thou, my great Redeemer.

If I am tempted by detestable sin,
  And the base things of the world,
O Lord, give me grace,
  And keep me all the time.

May I pray unceasingly,
  If weak is my faith:
When the tempter comes, be on my side,
  Lest I lose the day.