Clodforwn di ein Prynwr hael

Clodforwn di ein Prynwr hael
  Cyn myn'd oddi yma ymaith;
Gan roi'n hysprydoedd a'n cyrph gwael
  I'th ofal tirion helaeth.

Pan byddom bell oddi wrth dy blant
  Rho i ni fwyniant hyfryd
O'th bresennoldeb di, ein Duw,
  Trwy amryw lwybrau enbyd.

O am gyfarfod oll ar frys
  Tu fewn i'r llys trag'wyddol!
Cyd-orphwys pawb o'r seintiau pell
  Fry yn y babell nefol.

Cawn gymdeithasu yno fyth,
  Yn hoff ym mhlith seraphiaid;
A rhodio gyd a'r Oen o hyd,
  Anwylyd y ffyddlonaid.

Y seintiau anwyl o bob oes
  Yr apostolion duwiol,
A'r holl ferthyron gwiw a gant
  Fwynhau'r gogoniant nefol.

Tros bythol oesoedd, fe ga'r saint
  Y ddirfawr fraint ddi-ddarfod;
O gyd-ymgyfeillachu'n gu
  A chydfoliannu'r Duw-dod.

gwelir: O am gyfarfod oll ar frys

We extol thee, our generous Redeemer,
  Before going from here away;
Putting our spirits and our poor bodies
  Into thy tender, generous care.

Whenever we are far away from thy children
  Grant us the delightful enjoyment
Of thy presence, our God,
  Through various perilous paths.

O to all meet soon
  Within the eternal court!
All of the saints rest together far
  Above in the heavenly tent.

There we may get to fellowship forever,
  Delightfully among the seraphim;
And walk with the Lamb always,
  Beloved of the faithful ones.

The beloved saints of every age
  The godly apostles,
And all the worthy martyrs who get
  To enjoy the heavenly glory.

Over everlasting ages, the saints shall get
  The enormous endless privilege;
Of keeping company dearly with each other
  And praising together the Godhead.