Ynghanol nos,
    oleuni mwyn y nef,
  O arwain fi;
Mae'n dywyll iawn,
    a minnau 'mhell o dref,
  O arwain fi;
O cadw 'nhraed,
    ni cheisiaf weled mwy
I ben y daith:
    un cam a bodlon wy'.

Bu amser na
    weddïwn am dy wawr
  I'm harwain i;
Chwenychwn gael
    a gweld fy ffordd yn awr
  O arwain di:
Carwn y coegwych ddydd;
    er ofnau lu
Balch oedd fy mryd:
    na chofia'r dyddiau fu.

Y nerth a'm daliodd cyd,
    ni phaid byth mwy
  Â'm harwain i
Dros gors a gwaun
    a chraig a chenllif, drwy
  Y noson ddu,
Nes cwrdd â'r engyl
    hawddgar gyda'r wawr,
A gerais gynt,
    ond gollais ennyd awr.

gwelir:
  Oleuni mwyn trwy dew gysgodau'r nef
  Oleuni mwyn trwy'r gwyll sy'n cau bob tu
  Oleuni mwyn trwy'r t'wyllwch leinw'r lle

In the middle of the night,
    gentle light of heaven,
  Oh lead me;
It is very dark,
    and I am far from home,
  Oh lead me;
Oh keep my feet,
    I will not seek to see more
To the end of the journey:
    one step and I will be satisfied.

There was a time that
    I would not pray for thy dawn
  To lead me;
I would crave to get
    and see my way now
  Oh lead thou!
I would love the gaudy day;
    for fear of the throng
Proud was my heart;
    do not remember the days that were.

The strength which has held me so far,
    shall henceforth never cease
  To lead me
Across fen and heath
    and rock and torrent, through
  The black night,
Until meeting with the beautiful
    angels with the dawn,
Which I loved formerly,
    but I have lost this moment.

Lead, kindly Light,
    amid th'encircling gloom,
  Lead Thou me on!
The night is dark,
    and I am far from home;
  Lead Thou me on!
Keep Thou my feet;
    I do not ask to see
The distant scene;
    one step enough for me.

I was not ever thus,
    nor prayed that Thou
  Shouldst lead me on;
I loved to choose
    and see my path; but now
  Lead Thou me on!
I loved the garish day,
    and, spite of fears,
Pride ruled my will.
  Remember not past years!

So long Thy power
    hath blest me, sure it still
  Will lead me on.
O'er moor and fen,
    o'er crag and torrent, till
  The night is gone,
And with the morn
    those angel faces smile,
Which I have loved
    long since, and lost awhile!