Ti fu'n croesi'r môr ystormus

Ti fu'n croesi'r môr ystormus
  Gyda'r deuddeg ofnus gynt,
Rhodiaist atynt ar y dyfroedd,
  Gan ostegu'r môr a'r gwynt;
Cofia'n morwyr annwyl ninnau
  Sydd ar daen yr ennyd hon;
Bydd yn dirion, dirion eto
  Wrth y rhai sy'n croesi'r don.

Cadw Di yn agos atynt
  Pan fo ceraint hoff ymhell;
Wedi colli cysgod cartref
  Iddynt bydd yn gysgod gwell;
Gair dy nerth
    a nerth dy gariad
  Fo'n eu cynnal ymhob man,
Ym mheryglon mawr y dyfnder,
  A pheryglon mwy y lan.

Rho dy ras i
    blant y tonnau,
  Fel y byddont
      blant y Tad;
Gwna ddisgyblion pur ohonynt,
  Gwna hwy'n fendith i bob glwd:
Cludo wnelont Air y Bywyd,
  Cludo'r sôn am Galfari,
Dros y môr a thros y ddaear,
  Fel y dêl dy Deyrnas Di.

Thou who wast crossing the stormy sea
  With the fearful twelve once,
Thou wast walking to them on the waters,
  While calming the sea and the wind;
Remember our own dear sailors
  Who are abroad at this moment;
Be tender, tender still
  To those who are cossing the wave.

Keep thou close to them
  When our dear kin are afar;
Having lost the shelter of home
  To them be a better shelter;
The word of thy strength
    and the strength of thy love
  Be supporting them in every place,
In the great perils of the deep,
  And the greater perils of the shore.

Give thy grace to
    the children of the waves,
  That they may be
      the children of the Father;
Make pure disciples out of them,
  Make them a blessing to every land:
May they transport the Word of Life,
  Transport the mention of Calvary,
Over the sea and over the earth,
  Thus shall thy Kingdom come.