Ŵyn y praidd ydym ni

Ŵyn y praidd ydym ni,
  Heb na phryder na braw,
Ond yn ddedwydd a llon,
  Mae ein Bugail gerllaw.

    Dal i ddilyn,
    Dal i ddilyn,
    Ein Bugail a wnawn,
    Gyda'r praidd diogel fyddwn
    P'le bynag yr awn.

Gwan ac eiddil ŷm ni,
  Ond mae'n Bugail yn gryf,
Ac yn ddychryn i'r bleiddiad
  Newynog a hyf.

Mae ein profa yn fras,
  A hudolus ei gwawr,
A cherllaw'r dyfroedd tawel
  Cawn orwedd i lawr.

O! na fyddai'r holl ŵyn
  Yn rhai ufudd i'w lef,
Pan mae'r Bugail yn galw
  O wynfyd y nef.

The lambs of the flock are we,
  With neither fear nor horror,
But happy and cheerful,
  Our Shepherd is at hand.

    Keep following,
    Keep following,
    Our Shepherd we shall do,
    With the flock safe we shall be
    Wherever we go.

Weak and feeble are we,
  But the Shepherd is strong,
And a terror to the wolf
  Hungry and bold.

our pasture is rich,
  And charming its dawn,
And nearby the quiet waters
  We get to lie down.

Oh, that all the lambs would be
  Those obedient to his cry,
The the Shepherd is calling
  From the blessedness of heaven.

We're the lambs of the flock,
  And no danger we fear,
When the voice and the call
  Of the Shepherd we hear.

    Then we follow,
    Then we follow,
    Then we follow His call,
    In the steps of the flock,
    When the Shepherd we hear.

We are feeble and weak,
  But our Shepherd is strong;
From the wolves He defendeth us
  All the day long.

The pastures are green
  And the flowers bloom round,
By the side of still waters
  He lets us lie down.

Oh! that all the dear lambs
  Had a heart to reply,
When the Great Shepherd calls
  From His mansion on high.

Tunes: The Lambs of the Flock (J H Terry)

We're the lambs of the flock,
  And no danger we fear,
When the voice and the call
  Of the Shepherd we hear.

    We will follow,
    Yes, we'll follow,
    We will follow His call,
    When our Shepherd we hear,
    We will follow His call.

   [We will follow,
    We will follow,
    We will follow our Shepherd,
    We will follow our Shepherd,
    While he is so near.]

We are tiny and weak,
  But our Shepherd is strong;
From the wolves He'll defend
  Keep us all the day long.

Oh, the pastures are green
  And though flow'rs bloom around,
By the waters so still,
  Jesus lets us lie down.

Oh that all the dear lambs
  Had a heart to reply,
When the great Shepherd calls
  From his fold in the sky.