¹ Gwae'r ddinas waedlyd, sy'n dwyll i gyd, yn llawn anrhaith a heb derfyn ar ysbail!

¹Wo [to] the city of blood, She is all with lies — burglary — full, Prey doth not depart.

² Clec y chwip, trwst olwynion, meirch yn carlamu a cherbydau'n ysgytian,

²The sound of a whip, And the sound of the rattling of a wheel, And of a prancing horse, and of a bounding chariot, Of a horseman mounting.

³ marchogion yn ymosod, cleddyfau'n disgleirio, gwaywffyn yn fflachio. Llu o glwyfedigion, pentyrrau o gyrff, meirwon dirifedi � baglant dros y cyrff.

³And the flame of a sword, and the lightning of a spear, And the abundance of the wounded, And the weight of carcases, Yea, there is no end to the bodies, They stumble over their bodies.

⁴ Y cyfan oherwydd puteindra mynych y butain, y deg ei phryd, meistres swynion, a dwyllodd genhedloedd �'i phuteindra, a phobloedd �'i swynion.

⁴Because of the abundance of the fornications of an harlot, The goodness of the grace of the lady of witchcrafts, Who is selling nations by her fornications, And families by her witchcrafts.

⁵ "Wele fi yn dy erbyn," medd ARGLWYDD y Lluoedd. "Codaf odre dy wisg at dy wyneb, a dangosaf dy noethni i'r cenhedloedd, a'th warth i'r teyrnasoedd.

⁵Lo, I [am] against thee, An affirmation of Jehovah of Hosts, And have removed thy skirts before thy face, And have shewed nations thy nakedness, And kingdoms thy shame,

⁶ Taflaf fudreddi drosot, gwaradwyddaf di a'th wneud yn sioe.

⁶And I have cast upon thee abominations, And dishonoured thee, and made thee as a sight.

⁷ Yna bydd pob un a'th w�l yn cilio oddi wrthyt ac yn dweud, 'Difethwyd Ninefe, pwy a gydymdeimla � hi?' O ble y ceisiaf rai i'th gysuro?"

⁷And it hath come to pass, Each of thy beholders fleeth from thee, And hath said: `Spoiled is Nineveh, Who doth bemoan for her?` Whence do I seek comforters for thee?

⁸ A wyt yn well na Thebes, sydd ar lannau'r Neil, gyda du373?r o'i hamgylch, y m�r yn fur, a'r lli yn wrthglawdd iddi?

⁸Art thou better than No-Ammon, That is dwelling among brooks? Waters she hath round about her, Whose bulwark [is] the sea, waters her wall.

⁹ Ethiopia oedd ei chadernid, a'r Aifft hefyd, a hynny'n ddihysbydd; Put a Libya oedd ei chymorth.

⁹Cush her might, and Egypt, and there is no end. Put and Lubim have been for thy help.

¹⁰ Ond dygwyd hithau ymaith a'i chaethgludo; drylliwyd ei phlantos ar ben pob heol; bwriwyd coelbren am ei huchelwyr, a rhwymwyd ei mawrion � chadwynau.

¹⁰Even she doth become an exile, She hath gone into captivity, Even her sucklings are dashed to pieces At the top of all out-places, And for her honoured ones they cast a lot, And all her great ones have been bound in fetters.

¹¹ Byddi dithau hefyd yn chwil a chuddiedig, ac yn ceisio noddfa rhag y gelyn.

¹¹Even thou art drunken, thou art hidden, Even thou dost seek a strong place, because of an enemy.

¹² Bydd dy holl amddiffynfeydd fel coed ffigys gyda'u ffigys cynnar aeddfed; pan ysgydwir hwy, syrthiant i geg y bwytawr.

¹²All thy fortresses [are] fig-trees with first-fruits, If they are shaken, They have fallen into the mouth of the eater.

¹³ Wele, gwragedd yw dy filwyr yn dy ganol, y mae pyrth dy wlad yn agored i'th elynion, a th�n wedi ysu eu barrau.

¹³Lo, thy people [are] women in thy midst, To thine enemies thoroughly opened Have been the gates of thy land, Consumed hath fire thy bars.

¹⁴ Tyn ddu373?r ar gyfer gwarchae, cryfha dy amddiffynfeydd; dos at y clai, sathra'r pridd, moldia briddfeini.

¹⁴Waters of a siege draw for thyself, Strengthen thy fortresses, Enter into mire, and tread on clay, Make strong a brick-kiln.

¹⁵ Er hynny, cei dy ddifa gan d�n, fe'th dorrir ymaith �'r cleddyf, ac fe'th ysir fel gan locust. Lluosoga fel y locust, lluosoga fel y sbonciwr, haid sy'n ymledu ac yn hedfan ymaith.

¹⁵There consume thee doth a fire, Cut thee off doth a sword, It doth consume thee as a cankerworm! Make thyself heavy as the cankerworm, Make thyself heavy as the locust.

¹⁶ Y mae dy farsiand�wyr yn lluosocach na s�r y nefoedd,

¹⁶Multiply thy merchants above the stars of the heavens, The cankerworm hath stripped off, and doth flee away.

¹⁷ dy dywysogion fel locustiaid, dy gapteiniaid fel cwmwl o sboncwyr � ymsefydlant ar y muriau ar ddiwrnod oer, ond pan gyfyd yr haul ehedant ymaith, ac ni u373?yr neb ble maent.

¹⁷Thy crowned ones [are] as a locust, And thy princes as great grasshoppers, That encamp in hedges in a day of cold, The sun hath risen, and it doth flee away, And not known is its place where they are.

¹⁸ Cysgu y mae dy fugeiliaid, O frenin Asyria, a'th arweinwyr yn gorffwyso; gwasgarwyd dy luoedd hyd y mynyddoedd, heb neb i'w casglu.

¹⁸Slumbered have thy friends, king of Asshur, Rest do thine honourable ones, Scattered have been thy people on the mountains, And there is none gathering.

¹⁹ Ni ellir lliniaru dy glwyf; y mae dy archoll yn ddwfn. Bydd pob un a glyw'r newydd amdanat yn curo'i ddwylo o'th blegid. A oes rhywun nad yw wedi dioddef oddi wrth dy ddrygioni diddiwedd?

¹⁹There is no weakening of thy destruction, Grievous [is] thy smiting, All hearing thy fame have clapped the hand at thee, For over whom did not thy wickedness pass continually?