O Iachawdwrieth wiw

O Iachawdwrieth wiw,
  Ti yw fy nghân i gyd,
Rhinweddau nefol hyfryd hon
  A'm deil mewn dyrus fyd.

Fy eniad dyro'th bwys,
  A gorphwys arni mwy;
A'th holl ymddiried yn ddilyth
  Fo byth mewn marwol glwy'.

Mae yma wledd ddidrai,
  I'r rhai lluddiedig sy
Yn teithio trwy'r anialwch blin
  I Seion sanctaidd fry.

O worthy Salvation,
  Thou art all my song,
These delightful heavenly merits
  Keep me in a troublesome world.

My soul put thy weight,
  And rest on it henceforth;
And all thy trust unfailingly
  Be forever in a mortal wound.

An unstinting feast is there,
  For those who are exhausted
In travelling through the weary desert
  To holy Zion above.