Yr Iawn a dalwyd ar y groes (Yw sylfaen f'enaid gwan)

Yr Iawn a dalwyd ar y groes
  Yw sylfaen f'enaid gwan;
Wrth bwyso arno ddydd a nos
  'Rwyn disgwyl dod i'r làn.

Fy meiau trymion, luoedd maith,
  A waeddodd tua'r nen,
A dyna pam 'roedd rhaid i'm Duw
  Ddioddef ar y pren.

Hwy a'th fradychodd, anwyl Oen,
  Hwy oedd y goron ddrain,
Hwy oedd y fflangell greulon, gref,
  Hwy oedd yr hoelion main.

O maddau'm bai, a chliria'n llwyr
  F'euogrwydd oll i gyd;
Ac n'ad im' flino'th Ysbryd mwy
  Tra byddwyf yn y byd.

gwelir:
  'Does neb ond Ef fy Iesu hardd
  Fy meiau trymion luoedd maith
  Mi welaf le mewn marwol glwy

The Ransom that was paid on the cross
  Is the foundation of my weak soul;
while leaning on him day and night
  I expect to come up.

My heavy faults, vast hosts,
  Have shouted to the sky,
And that is why my God had to
  Suffer on the tree.

'Tis they betrayed thee, beloved Lamb,
  They were the crown of thorns,
They were the strong, cruel scourge,
  They were the sharp nails.

O forgive my fault, and clear completely
  All my guilt altogether;
And do not let me grieve thy Spirit any more
  While ever I live in the world.