Er maint yw chwerw boen y byd

Er maint yw chwerw boen y byd
  Mi rof fy mryd ar Iesu,
Ac er pob cystudd trwm a loes
  Mi dreulia' f'oes i'w garu.

Ni welais gyfaill dan y sêr
  Mor dyner ag yw Iesu;
'Rwy'n penderfynu treulio f'oes
  I ddwyn ei groes dan ganu.

Ni theimlais ddim gofidiau dwys
  Wrth roi fy mhwys ar Iesu;
Am hyn dymuna f'enaid fod
  Yn barod i'w was'naethu.

Ymhob rhyw gyfyngderau blin
  Caf laeth a gwin gan Iesu;
Mae'n ennill serch fy enaid gwan
  O bob rhyw fan i'w garu.

Although the world's bitter pain is so great
  I give my heart to Jesus,
And despite every heavy affliction and pang
  I will spend my lifetime to praise him.

I never saw a friend under the stars
  As tender as is Jesus;
I am deciding to spend my lifetime
  Bearing his cross while singing.

I felt no intense worries
  While leaning on Jesus;
Therefore I request my soul to be
  Ready to serve him.

In every kind of wearisome affliction
  I will have milk and wine with Jesus;
He wins the affection of my weak soul
  From every kind of place to love him.