¹ Agor dy byrth, O Lebanon, er mwyn i d�n ysu dy gedrwydd.

¹Open thy doors, O Lebanon, that the fire may devour thy cedars.

² Galarwch, ffynidwydd; oherwydd syrthiodd y cedrwydd, dinistriwyd y coed cryfion. Galarwch, dderw Basan, oherwydd syrthiodd y goedwig drwchus.

²Howl, fir tree; for the cedar is fallen; because the mighty are spoiled: howl, O ye oaks of Bashan; for the forest of the vintage is come down.

³ Clywch alarnadu'r bugeiliaid, am i'w gogoniant gael ei ddinistrio; clywch ru'r llewod, am i goedwig yr Iorddonen gael ei difetha.

³There is a voice of the howling of the shepherds; for their glory is spoiled: a voice of the roaring of young lions; for the pride of Jordan is spoiled.

⁴ Fel hyn y dywed yr ARGLWYDD fy Nuw: "Portha'r praidd sydd i'w lladd.

⁴Thus saith the LORD my God; Feed the flock of the slaughter;

⁵ Bydd y sawl sy'n eu prynu yn eu lladd heb deimlo'n euog; bydd y sawl sy'n eu gwerthu yn dweud, 'Bendigedig fo'r ARGLWYDD, cefais gyfoeth'; ac ni fydd eu bugeiliaid yn tosturio wrthynt.

⁵Whose possessors slay them, and hold themselves not guilty: and they that sell them say, Blessed be the LORD; for I am rich: and their own shepherds pity them not.

⁶ Yn wir, ni thosturiaf mwy wrth drigolion y wlad," medd yr ARGLWYDD. "Wele fi'n gwneud i bawb syrthio i ddwylo'i gilydd ac i ddwylo'u brenin; ac fel y dinistrir y wlad, ni waredaf neb o'u gafael."

⁶For I will no more pity the inhabitants of the land, saith the LORD: but, lo, I will deliver the men every one into his neighbour's hand, and into the hand of his king: and they shall smite the land, and out of their hand I will not deliver them.

⁷ Porthais y praidd a oedd i'w lladd ar gyfer y marchnatwyr. Cymerais ddwy ffon, a galw'r naill, Trugaredd, a'r llall, Undeb; a phorthais y praidd.

⁷And I will feed the flock of slaughter, even you, O poor of the flock. And I took unto me two staves; the one I called Beauty, and the other I called Bands; and I fed the flock.

⁸ Mewn un mis diswyddais dri o'r bugeiliaid am imi flino arnynt, ac yr oeddent hwythau'n fy nghas�u innau.

⁸Three shepherds also I cut off in one month; and my soul lothed them, and their soul also abhorred me.

⁹ Yna dywedais, "Ni fugeiliaf chwi; y rhai sydd i farw, bydded iddynt farw, a'r rhai sydd i'w dinistrio, bydded iddynt fynd i ddinistr; a bydded i'r rhai sy'n weddill fwyta cnawd ei gilydd."

⁹Then said I, I will not feed you: that that dieth, let it die; and that that is to be cut off, let it be cut off; and let the rest eat every one the flesh of another.

¹⁰ A chymerais fy ffon Trugaredd a'i thorri, gan ddiddymu'r cyfamod a wneuthum �'r holl bobloedd.

¹⁰And I took my staff, even Beauty, and cut it asunder, that I might break my covenant which I had made with all the people.

¹¹ Fe'i diddymwyd y dydd hwnnw, a gwyddai'r marchnatwyr a edrychai arnaf mai gair yr ARGLWYDD oedd hyn.

¹¹And it was broken in that day: and so the poor of the flock that waited upon me knew that it was the word of the LORD.

¹² A dywedais wrthynt, "Os yw'n dderbyniol gennych, rhowch imi fy nghyflog; os nad yw, peidiwch." A bu iddynt hwythau bwyso fy nghyflog, deg darn ar hugain o arian.

¹²And I said unto them, If ye think good, give me my price; and if not, forbear. So they weighed for my price thirty pieces of silver.

¹³ Yna dywedodd yr ARGLWYDD wrthyf, "Bwrw ef i'r drysorfa � y pris teg a osodwyd arnaf, i'm troi ymaith!" A chymerais y deg darn ar hugain a'u bwrw i'r drysorfa yn nhu375?'r ARGLWYDD.

¹³And the LORD said unto me, Cast it unto the potter: a goodly price that I was prised at of them. And I took the thirty pieces of silver, and cast them to the potter in the house of the LORD.

¹⁴ Yna torrais yr ail ffon, Undeb, gan ddiddymu'r frawdoliaeth rhwng Jwda ac Israel.

¹⁴Then I cut asunder mine other staff, even Bands, that I might break the brotherhood between Judah and Israel.

¹⁵ Yna dywedodd yr ARGLWYDD wrthyf, "Cymer eto offer bugail diwerth,

¹⁵And the LORD said unto me, Take unto thee yet the instruments of a foolish shepherd.

¹⁶ oherwydd yr wyf yn codi yn y wlad fugail na fydd yn gofalu am y ddafad golledig, nac yn ceisio'r grwydredig, nac yn gwella'r friwedig, nac yn porthi'r iach, ond a fydd yn bwyta cnawd y rhai bras ac yn rhwygo'u traed i ffwrdd.

¹⁶For, lo, I will raise up a shepherd in the land, which shall not visit those that be cut off, neither shall seek the young one, nor heal that that is broken, nor feed that that standeth still: but he shall eat the flesh of the fat, and tear their claws in pieces.

¹⁷ Gwae'r bugail diwerth, sy'n gadael y praidd. Trawed y cleddyf ei fraich a'i lygad de; bydded ei fraich yn gwbl ddiffrwyth, a'i lygad de yn hollol ddall."

¹⁷Woe to the idol shepherd that leaveth the flock! the sword shall be upon his arm, and upon his right eye: his arm shall be clean dried up, and his right eye shall be utterly darkened.