Yr holl Atheistiaid sydd

Yr holl Atheistiaid sydd
  A gredant ddydd a ddaw,
Fod Duw yn bod, a wnaeth y byd,
  Mor lan i gyd â'i law;
Can's teimlant bwysau hon,
  A'i hyll ddialon hi,
Yn disgyn arnynt yn ddidor,
  O drysor dwyfol Dri.

All the Atheists there are
  Shall believe on the day to come,
That God exists, and made the world,
  So completely fair by his hand;
Since they feel this pressure,
  And its ugly reprisals,
Descending upon them incessantly,
  From the treasure of the divine Three.