Wrth gofio d'air fy Iesu glân

Wrth gofio d'air, fy Iesu glân,
  Mawr hiraeth arnaf sy
Am ddod yn isel ger dy fron
  Yn awr i'th gofio di.

Dy gorff a hoeliwyd ar y pren
  Yw bara'r nef i mi;
Dy waed sydd ddiod im yn wir,
  Da yw dy gofio di.






Wrth droi fy llygaid tua'r groes,
  Wrth weled Calfarî,
O Oen fy Nuw, fy aberth drud,
  Rhaid im dy gofio di.

Dy gofio di a'th glwyfau oll,
  Dy angau drosof i;
Tra byddaf fyw ni pheidiaf byth
  Fel hyn a'th gofio di.

A phan fo'n fud fy ngenau hyn
  Ar lan y beddrod du,
Pan ddeui yn dy deyrnas lân,
  O Arglwydd, cofia fi.

On remembering thy word, my holy Jesus,
  A great longing is upon me
To come humbly before thee
  Now to remember thee.

Thy body which was nailed on the tree
  Is the bread of heaven to me;
Thy blood is drink to me truly,
  Good it is to remember thee.






On turning my eyes towards the cross,
  On seeing Calvary,
O Lamb of my God, my costly sacrifice,
  I must remember thee.

Remembering thee and all thy wounds,
  Thy death for me;
While I am alive I will never stop
  Thus remembering thee.

And when this my mouth be mute
  On the bank of the black tomb,
When thou comest in thy holy kingdom,
  O Lord, remember me!

According to Thy gracious word,
  In meek humility,
This will I do, my dying Lord,
  I will remember Thee.

Thy body, broken for my sake,
  My bread from Heaven shall be;
The testamental cup I take,
  And thus remember Thee.

Gethsemane can I forget?
  Or there Thy conflict see,
Thine agony, and bloody sweat,
  And not remember Thee?

When to the cross I turn mine eyes,
  And rest on Calvary,
O Lamb of God, my sacrifice,
  I must remember Thee;

Remember Thee, and all Thy pains
  And all Thy love to me;
Yea, while a breath, a pulse remains,
  Will I remember Thee.

And when these failing lips grow dumb
  And mind and memory flee,
When Thou shalt in Thy kingdom come,
  Jesus, remember me.