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.

¹As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O God.

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

²My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God?

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

³My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?

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.

⁴When I remember these things, I pour out my soul in me: for I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holyday.

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

⁵Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted in me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him for the help of his countenance.

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

⁶O my God, my soul is cast down within me: therefore will I remember thee from the land of Jordan, and of the Hermonites, from the hill Mizar.

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

⁷Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.

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.

⁸Yet the LORD will command his lovingkindness in the day time, and in the night his song shall be with me, and my prayer unto the God of my life.

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

⁹I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

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?"

¹⁰As with a sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where is thy 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.

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 health of my countenance, and my God.