Yn awr O Dad coffawn dy gariad di

Yn awr, O Dad, coffawn dy gariad di
  A'n prynodd ar
      Galfaria un prynhawn,
A chyda'r Iesu'n eiriol drosom ni,
  Cyflwynwn yma ger
      dy fron ei Iawn,
Yr unig offrwm perffaith gan y nef,
Ei aberth gwerthfawr, glân, anfarwol ef.

Gwêl, nefol Dad, gwêl
    ei eneiniog bryd,
  Ac edrych arnom ninnau ynddo ef;
Na chofia ein camweddau yn y byd,
  Na'n hegwan ffydd gerbron
      gorseddfainc nef;
Rhwng beiau'n hoes
    a'u cyfiawn haeddiant hwy
Gosodwn Iawn dy Fab
    a'i farwol glwy'.

O cofia'n ceraint
    a'n hanwyliaid ni
  Trwy rin dy
      bresenoldeb yma'n awr;
Cofleidia hwy'n dy fynwes dyner di,
  Er lles pob enaid
      boed dy gariad mawr;
Amddiffyn hwy rhag blys
    a mwyniant gau,
Corona'u hoes â
    dyfal ras parhau.

Fel hyn y deuwn; dwg ni at dy draed,
  Dy gariad rhad a
      bery'r un o hyd;
Trwy rin yr ymborth hwn,
    dy gorff a'th waed,
  Gwareder ni rhag haint
      a drygau'r byd;
Yn dy wasanaeth gwna ni oll yn hy,
A dwg ni'n llawen
    i'th drigfanau fry.

Now, O Father, we remember thy love
  Which bought us
      on Calvary one afternoon,
And with Jesus interceding for us,
  We present here before
      thee his atonement,
The only perfect offering by heaven,
His holy, immortal, precious sacrifice.

See, heavenly Father, see
    his anointed countenance,
  And look upon us in him;
Remember not our mistakes in the world,
  Nor our weak faith before
      the throne of heaven.
Between the faults of our age
    and their righteous deserts
We set the atonement of thy Son
    and his mortal wound.

O remember our kin
    and our dear ones
  Through the merit of thy
      presence here now;
Enfold them in thy tender bosom,
  For the benefit of every soul
      may thy great love be;
Defend them from empty
    pleasure and enjoyment,
Crown their life with
    enduring, devoted grace.

Thus we come; bring us to thy feet,
  Thy free love remains
      the same still;
Through the merit of this feeding,
    thy body and thy blood,
  Deliver us from infection and
      the evils of the world;
In thy service make us all bold,
And bring us joyfully
    to thy dwellings above.

And now, O Father, mindful of the love
  That bought us, once for all,
      on Calvary's tree,
And having with us Him that pleads above,
  We here present,
     we here spread forth to Thee,
That only offering perfect in Thine eyes,
The one true, pure, immortal sacrifice.

Look, Father, look on
    His anointed face,
  And only look on us as found in Him;
Look not on our misusings of Thy grace,
  Our prayer so languid,
      and our faith so dim;
For lo! between our sins
    and their reward,
We set the passion of
    Thy Son our Lord.

And then for those, our
    dearest and our best,
  By this prevailing
      presence we appeal;
O fold them closer to Thy mercy's breast!
  O do Thine utmost for
      their souls true weal!
From tainting mischief
    keep them white and clear,
And crown Thy gifts with
    strength to persevere.

And so we come; O draw us to Thy feet,
  Most patient Saviour,
      who canst love us still!
And by this food,
    so awful and so sweet,
  Deliver us from every
      touch of ill:
In Thine own service make us glad and free,
And grant us nevermore
    to part with Thee.