¹To the Overseer. — An Instruction. By sons of Korah. As a hart doth pant for streams of water, So my soul panteth toward Thee, O God.

¹ 1 I'r Cyfarwyddwr: Masc�l. I feibion Cora.0 Fel y dyhea ewig am ddyfroedd rhedegog, felly y dyhea fy enaid amdanat ti, O Dduw.

²My soul thirsted for God, for the living God, When do I enter and see the face of God?

² Y mae fy enaid yn sychedu am Dduw, am y Duw byw; pa bryd y dof ac ymddangos ger ei fron?

³My tear hath been to me bread day and night, In their saying unto me all the day, `Where [is] thy God?`

³ Bu fy nagrau'n fwyd imi ddydd a nos, pan ofynnent imi drwy'r dydd, "Ple mae dy Dduw?"

⁴These I remember, and pour out my soul in me, For I pass over into the booth, I go softly with them unto the house of God, With the voice of singing and confession, The multitude keeping feast!

⁴ Tywalltaf fy enaid mewn gofid wrth gofio hyn � fel yr awn gyda thyrfa'r mawrion i du375? Dduw yng nghanol banllefau a moliant, torf yn cadw gu373?yl.

⁵What! bowest thou thyself, O my soul? Yea, art thou troubled within me? Wait for God, for still I confess Him: The salvation of my countenance — My God!

⁵ Mor ddarostyngedig wyt, fy enaid, ac mor gythryblus o'm mewn! Disgwyliaf wrth Dduw; oherwydd eto moliannaf ef, fy Ngwaredydd a'm Duw.

⁶In me doth my soul bow itself, Therefore I remember Thee from the land of Jordan, And of the Hermons, from the hill Mizar.

⁶ Y mae fy enaid yn ddarostyngedig ynof; am hynny, meddyliaf amdanat ti o dir yr Iorddonen a Hermon ac o Fynydd Misar.

⁷Deep unto deep is calling At the noise of Thy water-spouts, All Thy breakers and Thy billows passed over me.

⁷ Geilw dyfnder ar ddyfnder yn su373?n dy raeadrau; y mae dy f�r a'th donnau wedi llifo trosof.

⁸By day Jehovah commandeth His kindness, And by night a song [is] with me, A prayer to the God of my life.

⁸ Liw dydd y mae'r ARGLWYDD yn gorchymyn ei ffyddlondeb, a liw nos y mae ei g�n gyda mi, gweddi ar Dduw fy mywyd.

⁹I say to God my rock, `Why hast Thou forgotten me? Why go I mourning in the oppression of an enemy?

⁹ Dywedaf wrth Dduw, fy nghraig, "Pam yr anghofiaist fi? Pam y rhodiaf mewn galar, wedi fy ngorthrymu gan y gelyn?"

¹⁰With a sword in my bones Have mine adversaries reproached me, In their saying unto me all the day, `Where [is] thy God?`

¹⁰ Fel pe'n dryllio fy esgyrn, y mae fy ngelynion yn fy ngwawdio, ac yn dweud wrthyf trwy'r dydd, "Ple mae dy Dduw?"

¹¹What! bowest thou thyself, O my soul? And what! art thou troubled within me? Wait for God, for still I confess Him, The salvation of my countenance, and my God!

¹¹ Mor ddarostyngedig wyt, fy enaid, ac mor gythryblus o'm mewn! Disgwyliaf wrth Dduw; oherwydd eto moliannaf ef, fy Ngwaredydd a'm Duw.