Y gwaed y gwaed a lifodd

Y gwaed, y gwaed a lifodd
  Ar groesbren un prydnawn.
Haeddiannau hwnw roddodd
  I'r ddeddf foddlonrwydd llawn:
Y gwaed, y gwaed a olcha
  Bechadur du yn wyn -
Dadseiniwn Haleluia
  Am waed Calfaria fryn.

Y gwaed, y gwaed a egyr
  Holl ddorau'r nefoedd lon;
Y gwaed, y gwaed rydd gysur
  Dan holl gurfeydd y fron:
Ar fryniau anfarwoldeb,
  Draw yn y nefol wlad,
Fy nghân i dragwyddoldeb
  Gaiff fod - Y gwaed, y gwaed.

The blood, the blood which flowed
  On the wooden cross one afternoon,
The merits of that gave
  To the law full satisfaction:
The blood, the blood that washes
  A black sinner white -
Let us sound Hallelujah
  About the blood of Calvary hill.

The blood, the blood that opens
  All the doors of glad heaven;
The blood, the blood that gives comfort
  Under all the pains of the breast:
On hills of immortality,
  Yonder in the heavenly land,
My song for an eternity
  Shall get to be - The blood, the blood.

The blood which from my blessed
  Redeemer's heart did flow,
Gave justice satisfaction
  And magnified the law;
The blood which makes a sinner,
  However guilty, free,
Through life's eventful season,
  Shall be a song to me.

The blood, the blood which opens
  The gates of heaven above,
Shall fill my mournful spirit
  With joy divine and love:
When on the hills of glory
  My weary foot shall tread.
My joyful song forever
  Shall be, The blood, the blood.