Nis gall'sai gwaed yr holl
  Aberthau gynt o'r bron
Roi i'r gydwybod euogg hedd,
  Na phuro llygredd hon.

Ond Crist, yr Oen o'r nef,
  Sy'n dwyn ein beiau'n rhad,
Anfeidrol fwy yw rhin a gwerth
  Ei aberth ef a'i waed.

Fy Iesu, 'rwyf yn dod,
  Trwy ffydd, yn ngwydd y nen,
A rhoddi wnaf fy meiau i gyd
  I bwyso ar dy ben.

Dan bwys pechodau'r byd
  Bu farw ar Galfari;
Ond O! na fedrwn ddweyd yn awr -
  "Bu farw drosof fi"!

Daeth iachawdwriaeth lawn
  Trwy Iesu a'i farwol glwy';
I'r Oen a'i ras,
    bydd clod a mawl
  I dragwyddoldeb mwy.

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   1,2,(3),4,5;  1,2,5,4,3.

Nis gallai gwaed yr holl
  Aberthau i gyd o'r bron,
Roi heddwch i'r gydwybod ddu,
  Na golchi bryntni hon.

Ond Crist y nefol Oen
  A ddŷg bechodau'r byd;
Ei aberth ef a'i waed sy fwy
  Na phwysau'r rhai'n i gyd.

Af ato fel yr wyf,
  I 'mofyn am iachâd
A'm holl bechodau addef wnaf,
  Yn isel wrth ei draed.

Mae gobaith f'enaid gwan,
  Fy hyder a fy ffydd,
Yn gwir ymorphwyso ar ei waed,
  Am lwyr lanhad ryw ddydd.

Gwnaeth Iesu gymod llawn,
  Dyoddefodd angeu loes;
Y clod didrai, y mawl dilyth,
  Fo byth am waed y groes.

gwelir:
  Iesu yr addfwyn Oen
  Nid gwaed yr holl gre'duriaid gwâr
  O gwrando weddi'r tlawd

Not all the blood of
  Former sacrifices all together can
Give the guilty conscience peace,
  Nor purify this corruption.

But Christ, the Lamb from heaven,
  It is who brings our faults free,
Immeasurably greater is the merit and worth
  Of his sacrifice and his blood.

My Jesus, I am coming,
  Through faith, in the presence of heaven,
And putting all my faults
  To weigh upon thy head.

Under the weight of the world's sins
  He died on Calvary;
But oh that I could say now -
  "He died for me"!

Full salvation came
  Through Jesus and his mortal wound;
To the Lamb and his grace,
    esteem and praise shall be
  Henceforth for eternity.

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Not all the blood of
  All sacrifices all together can,
Give peace to the black conscience,
  Nor wash this filth.

But Christ the heavenly Lamb
  It is who takes the world's sin;
His sacrifice and his blood are greater
  Than the weight of all of them.

I will go to him as I am,
  To ask for healing
And all my sins confess I shall,
  Lowly at his feet.

The hope of my weak soul,
  My confidence and my faith, are
Truly resting on his blood,
  For complete cleansing some day.

Jesus made full reconciliation,
  He suffered deathly throes;
The unebbing esteem, the unfailing praise,
  Be forever for the blood of the cross.

Not all the blood of beasts
  On Jewish altars slain,
Could give the guilty conscience peace,
  Or wash away the stain.

But Christ the heavenly Lamb
  Takes all our sins away,
A sacrifice of nobler name
  And richer blood than they.

My faith would lay her hand
  On that dear head of thine,
While like a penitent I stand,
  And there confess my sin.

My soul looks back to see
  The burdens thou didst bear,
When hanging on the cursed tree,
  And hopes her guilt was there.

Believing, we rejoice
  To see the curse remove;
We bless the Lamb
    with cheerful voice,
  And sing his dying love.

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Not all the blood of beasts
  On Jewish altars slain,
Could give the guilty conscience peace,
  Or wash away the stain.

But Christ the heavenly Lamb
  Takes all our sins away,
A sacrifice of nobler name
  And richer blood than they.

My faith would lay her hand
  On that dear head of thine,
While like a penitent I stand,
  And there confess my sin.

My soul looks back to see
  The burdens thou didst bear,
When hanging on the cursed tree,
  And hopes her guilt was there.

Believing, we rejoice
  To see the curse remove;
We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice,
  And sing his dying love.