O'm hamgylch daeth drygau nifeiriol

O'm hamgylch daeth drygau nifeiriol,
  Euogrwydd fy mhechod, fel lli;
Can's amlach na gwallt yw my meiau;
  P'odd coda'i fy mhen atat ti?
Duw, rhynged bodd i ti fy ngwared,
  A deued dy gymmorth i'm rhan;
Toed c'wilydd a gw'radwydd y gelyn
  A'i amcan yn erbyn y gwan.

Molianned y sawl a dy geisio,
  Ac ynot boed hyfryd eu cān;
Mawryger yr Arglwydd daionus,
 Ei hen iachawdwriaeth sy lān.
Na chilied o'u genau d'ogoniant,
  Y sawl a dy garant i gyd;
Dywedent oll fod dy drugaredd
  Yn gwared yn rhyfedd o hyd.

I minnau sy dlawd ac angenus,
  Yr Arglwydd dainous a rydd
Ei ras a'i drugaredd im' cymmorth,
  A'i dirion ymwared bob dydd:
Na chuddia dy wyneb oddiwrthyf,
  Pan lefwyf, O! gwrando fy nghwyn;
A danfon ar frys o'r uchelder,
  Drugaredd yn dyner i'm dwyn.

Around me came numerous evils,
  The guilt of my sin, like a flood;
Since more manifold than hair are my faults;
  How shall I lift my head to thee?
God, may it satisfy thee to deliver me,
  Let thy help become my portion;
Let not the shame and scorn of the enemy
  And his purpose come against the weak.

Let those who seek thee praise,
  And in thee be their song delightful;
The good Lord is to be extolled,
  His old salvation is holy.
Let not thy glory retreat from their mouth,
  All those who love thee;
Let them all say that thy mercy is
  Is delivering wonderfully still.

As for me who am poor and needy,
  The good Lord will give
His grace and his mercy to help me,
  With his tender deliverance every day;
Do not hide thy face from me,
  When I cry, O listen to my complaint!
And send rapidly from the height,
  Mercy tenderly to lead me.