O Iesu fy Ngwaredwr cu

O Iesu! fy Ngwaredwr cu!
Clyw fi pan lefwyf arnat Ti;
  Clyw fi oddiar dy uchel sedd,
  A rho imi brawf
      o'th nefol hedd.
O! rho imi ras, Iachawdwr byd!
I'th garu Di yn fwy o hyd.

Yr ydwyf wedi oedi'n hir
Heb feddwl am dy gariad pur;
  Mi rof fy nghalon i Ti'n awr
  Yn aberth byw, fy Iesu mawr!
O! rho imi ras, Iachawdwr byd!
I'th garu Di yn fwy o hyd.

Beth welaist, Iesu, ynof i
Yn deilwng o'th fawr gariad di?
  Ti gofiaist am bechadur gwael,
  Mawr yw dy ras a'th
      gariad hael.
Addolaf di, Iachawdwr byd,
Rho ras i'th garu'n fwy o hyd.

Am danat, Iesu! boed fy nghân,
Mor felus yw dy eiriau glân!
  Mi fyddaf mwy yn eiddo i Ti,
  A Thithau byth yn eiddo i mi.
Rho imi ras, Iachawdwr byd!
I'th garu Di yn fwy o hyd.

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O Iesu, fy Ngwaredwr i,
Clyw fi pan lefwyf arnat ti;
  Fy Nuw, sydd ar dy uchel sedd,
  O moes im brawf 
      o'th nefol hedd.
Addolaf di, Iachawdwr byd,
Rho ras i'th garu'n fwy o hyd.

O Iesu, hir yr oedais i
Heb feddwl am dy gariad di;
  Mi rof fy nghalon iti'n awr,
  Yn aberth byw, fy Iesu mawr.
Addolaf di, Iachawdwr byd,
Rho ras i'th garu'n fwy o hyd.

Beth welaist, Iesu, ynof i
Yn deilwng o'th fawr gariad di?
  Ti gofiaist am bechadur gwael,
  Mawr yw dy ras a'th
      gariad hael.
Addolaf di, Iachawdwr byd,
Rho ras i'th garu'n fwy o hyd.

Fy Iesu, iti boed fy nghân
O enaid ac o galon lân;
  Fy mywyd oll fo'n eiddor ti,
  A thithau, Iesu, 'n eiddof i.
Addolaf di, Iachawdwr byd,
Rho ras i'th garu'n fwy o hyd.

O Jesus my dear Deliverer!
Hear me when I cry to Thee;
  Hear me from thy high throne,
  And give me an experience
      of thy heavenly peace.
O give me grace, Saviour of the world!
To love Thee more always.

I have delayed long
Without thought about thy pure love;
  I will give my heart to Thee now
  As a living sacrifice, my great Jesus!
O give me grace, Saviour of the world!
To love Thee more always.

Whatever didst thou see in me
Worthy of thy great love?
  Thou didst remember a poor sinner -
  So great thy grace and thy
      generous love,
O give me grace, Saviour of the world!
To love Thee more always.

About thee, Jesus, be my song!
How sweet are thy holy words!
  I shall be evermore Thine own,
  And Thou forever my own.
O give me grace, Saviour of the world!
To love Thee more always.

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O Jesus, my Deliverer,
Hear me when I cry to thee;
  My God, who art on thy high throne,
  O give me an experience
      of thy heavenly peace.
I worship thee, Saviour of the world,
Give grace to love thee more always.

O Jesus, long I delayed
Without thinking about thy love;
  I will give my heart to thee now,
  As a living sacrifice, my great Jesus.
I worship thee, Saviour of the world,
Give grace to love thee more always.

What didst thou see, Jesus, in me
Worthy of thy great love?
  Thou didst remember a poor sinner,
  Great is thy grace and
      thy generous love.
I worship thee, Saviour of the world,
Give grace to love thee more always.

My Jesus, to thee be my song
From a clean soul and heart;
  May all my life belong to thee,
  And thou, Jesus, belong to me.
I worship thee, Saviour of the world,
Give grace to love thee more always.

Jesus, my Lord, my God, my All,
Hear me, blest Saviour, when I call;
  Hear me, and from Thy dwelling place
  Pour down the riches
      of Thy grace;
Jesus, my Lord, I Thee adore;
O make me love Thee more and more.

Jesus, too late I Thee have sought;
How can I love Thee as I ought?
  And how extol Thy matchless fame,
  The glorious beauty of Thy name?
Jesus, my Lord, I Thee adore;
O make me love Thee more and more.

Jesus, what didst Thou find in me
That Thou hast dealt so lovingly?
  How great the joy that
      Thou hast brought,
  So far exceeding hope or thought!
Jesus, my Lord, I Thee adore;
O make me love Thee more and more.

Jesus, of Thee shall be my song;
To Thee my heart and soul belong;
  All that I have or am is Thine;
  And Thou, blest Saviour, Thou art mine;
Jesus, my Lord, I Thee adore;
O make me love Thee more and more.

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Jesus, my Lord, my God, my All,
Hear me, blest Saviour, when I call;
  Hear me, and from Thy dwelling place
  Pour down the riches
      of Thy grace;
Jesus, my Lord, I Thee adore;
O make me love Thee more and more.

Jesus, too late I Thee have sought;
How can I love Thee as I ought?
  And how extol Thy matchless fame,
  The glorious beauty of Thy name?
Jesus, my Lord, I Thee adore;
O make me love Thee more and more.

Jesus, what didst Thou find in me
That Thou hast dealt so lovingly?
  How great the joy that
      Thou hast brought,
  So far exceeding hope or thought!
Jesus, my Lord, I Thee adore;
O make me love Thee more and more.

Jesus, of Thee shall be my song;
To Thee my heart and soul belong;
  All that I have or am is Thine;
  And Thou, blest Saviour, Thou art mine;
Jesus, my Lord, I Thee adore;
O make me love Thee more and more.