¹For the Chief Musician. Maschil of the sons of Korah. As the hart panteth after the water brooks, So panteth my soul after 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 thirsteth for God, for the living God: When shall I come and appear before God?

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

³My tears have been my food day and night, While they continually say unto me, 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 things I remember, and pour out my soul within me, How I went with the throng, and led them to the house of God, With the voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping holyday.

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.

⁵Why art thou cast down, O my soul? And [why] art thou disquieted within me? Hope thou in God; for I shall yet praise him [For] the help of his countenance.

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

⁶O my God, my soul is cast down within me: Therefore do I remember thee from the land of the Jordan, And 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 calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterfalls: All thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.

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

⁸[Yet] Jehovah will command his lovingkindness in the day-time; And in the night his song shall be with me, [Even] a prayer unto 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 will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? Why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

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

¹⁰As with a sword in my bones, mine adversaries reproach me, While they continually say unto me, 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?"

¹¹Why art thou cast down, O my soul? And why art thou disquieted within me? Hope thou in God; for I shall yet praise him, [Who is] the help 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.