Duw bydd yn graig o nerth i mi

Duw, bydd yn graig o nerth i mi,
  I gyrchu ati'n wastad;
A phar fy nghadw i yn well,
  Ti yw fy nghastell caead.

Nac esgeulusa fi a'm braint
  Yn amser henaint egwan:
Er pallu'm nerth, cryfhâ fy ffydd,
  Hyd ddiwedd dydd fy oedran.

Fy ngobaith innau a saif byth
  Yn ddilyth a safadwy;
Ymddiried ynot, Dduw, a wnaf,
  Ac a'th foliannaf fwyfwy.

gwelir: Mi ymddiriedais ynot Ner (S.71)

God, be a rock of strength to me
  To which to resort continually;
And ordain my keeping better,
  Thou art my secure castle.

Do not neglect me or my privilege
  In the time of my weak old age;
Though my strength fail, do not reject me,
  God, look Thou upon my age.

My hope will stand forever
  Unfailing and secure;
Trust in thee, God, I will do,
  And I will praise thee more and more.

 3 Be thou my strong abiding place,
     to which I may resort;
   'Tis thy decree that keeps me safe;
     thou art my rock and fort.

 9 Reject not then thy servant, Lord,
     When I with age decay,
   Forsake me not when, worn with years,
     my vigour fades away.

14 But as for me, my steadfast hope
     shall on thy pow'r depend
   And I in grateful songs of praise
     my time to come will spend.