1For the Chief Musician. A Psalm. A song of David. Praise waiteth for thee, O God, in Zion; And unto thee shall the vow be performed.
1 1 I'r Cyfarwyddwr: Salm. I Ddafydd. C�n.0 Mawl sy'n ddyledus i ti, O Dduw, yn Seion;
2O thou that hearest prayer, Unto thee shall all flesh come.
2 ac i ti, sy'n gwrando gweddi, y telir adduned.
3Iniquities prevail against me: As for our transgressions, thou wilt forgive them.
3 Atat ti y daw pob un �'i gyffes o bechod: "Y mae ein troseddau'n drech na ni, ond yr wyt ti'n eu maddau."
4Blessed is the man whom thou choosest, and causest to approach [unto thee], That he may dwell in thy courts: We shall be satisfied with the goodness of thy house, Thy holy temple.
4 Gwyn ei fyd y sawl a ddewisi ac a ddygi'n agos, iddo gael preswylio yn dy gynteddau; digoner ninnau � daioni dy du375?, dy deml sanctaidd.
5By terrible things thou wilt answer us in righteousness, Oh God of our salvation, Thou that art the confidence of all the ends of the earth, And of them that are afar off upon the sea:
5 Mewn gweithredoedd ofnadwy yr atebi ni � buddugoliaeth, O Dduw ein hiachawdwriaeth; ynot yr ymddiried holl gyrion y ddaear a phellafoedd y m�r;
6Who by his strength setteth fast the mountains, Being girded about with might;
6 gosodi'r mynyddoedd yn eu lle �'th nerth, yr wyt wedi dy wregysu � chryfder;
7Who stilleth the roaring of the seas, The roaring of their waves, And the tumult of the peoples.
7 yr wyt yn tawelu rhu'r moroedd, rhu eu tonnau, a therfysg pobloedd.
8They also that dwell in the uttermost parts are afraid at thy tokens: Thou makest the outgoings of the morning and evening to rejoice.
8 Y mae trigolion cyrion y byd yn ofni dy arwyddion; gwnei i diroedd bore a hwyr lawenhau.
9Thou visitest the earth, and waterest it, Thou greatly enrichest it; The river of God is full of water: Thou providest them grain, when thou hast so prepared the earth.
9 Rwyt yn gofalu am y ddaear ac yn ei dyfrhau, gwnaethost hi'n doreithiog iawn; y mae afon Duw'n llawn o ddu373?r; darperaist iddynt u375?d. Fel hyn yr wyt yn trefnu ar ei chyfer:
10Thou waterest its furrows abundantly; Thou settlest the ridges thereof: Thou makest it soft with showers; Thou blessest the springing thereof.
10 dyfrhau ei rhychau, gwastat�u ei chefnau, ei mwydo � chawodydd a bendithio'i chnwd.
11Thou crownest the year with thy goodness; And thy paths drop fatness.
11 Yr wyt yn coroni'r flwyddyn �'th ddaioni, ac y mae dy lwybrau'n diferu gan fraster.
12They drop upon the pastures of the wilderness; And the hills are girded with joy.
12 Y mae porfeydd yr anialdir yn diferu, a'r bryniau wedi eu gwregysu � llawenydd;
13The pastures are clothed with flocks; The valleys also are covered over with grain; They shout for joy, they also sing.
13 y mae'r dolydd wedi eu gwisgo � defaid, a'r dyffrynnoedd wedi eu gorchuddio ag u375?d. Y maent yn bloeddio ac yn gorfoleddu.