1 1 I'r Cyfarwyddwr: ar Lil�au. I feibion Cora. Masc�l. C�n Serch.0 Symbylwyd fy nghalon gan neges dda; adroddaf fy ngh�n am y brenin; y mae fy nhafod fel pin ysgrifennydd buan.
1To the Overseer. — `On the Lilies.` — By sons of Korah. — An Instruction. — A song of loves. My heart hath indited a good thing, I am telling my works to a king, My tongue [is] the pen of a speedy writer.
2 Yr wyt yn decach na phawb; tywalltwyd gras ar dy wefusau am i Dduw dy fendithio am byth.
2Thou hast been beautified above the sons of men, Grace hath been poured into thy lips, Therefore hath God blessed thee to the age.
3 Gwisg dy gleddyf ar dy glun, O ryfelwr; � mawredd a gogoniant addurna dy forddwyd.
3Gird Thy sword upon the thigh, O mighty, Thy glory and Thy majesty!
4 Marchoga o blaid gwirionedd, ac o achos cyfiawnder, a bydded i'th ddeheulaw ddysgu iti bethau ofnadwy.
4As to Thy majesty — prosper! — ride! Because of truth, and meekness — righteousness, And Thy right hand showeth Thee fearful things.
5 Y mae dy saethau'n llym yng nghalon gelynion y brenin; syrth pobloedd odanat.
5Thine arrows [are] sharp, — Peoples fall under Thee — In the heart of the enemies of the king.
6 Y mae dy orsedd fel gorsedd Duw, yn dragwyddol, a'th deyrnwialen yn wialen cyfiawnder.
6Thy throne, O God, [is] age-during, and for ever, A sceptre of uprightness [Is] the sceptre of Thy kingdom.
7 Ceraist gyfiawnder a chas�u drygioni; am hynny bu i Dduw, dy Dduw di, dy eneinio ag olew llawenydd uwchlaw dy gyfoedion.
7Thou hast loved righteousness and hatest wickedness, Therefore God, thy God, hath anointed thee, Oil of joy above thy companions.
8 Y mae dy ddillad i gyd yn fyrr, aloes a chasia, ac offerynnau llinynnol o balasau ifori yn dy ddifyrru.
8Myrrh and aloes, cassia! all thy garments, Out of palaces of ivory Stringed instruments have made thee glad.
9 Y mae tywysogesau ymhlith merched dy lys; saif y frenhines ar dy ddeheulaw, mewn aur Offir.
9Daughters of kings [are] among thy precious ones, A queen hath stood at thy right hand, In pure gold of Ophir.
10 Gwrando di, ferch, rho sylw a gogwydda dy glust: anghofia dy bobl dy hun a thu375? dy dad;
10Hearken, O daughter, and see, incline thine ear, And forget thy people, and thy father`s house,
11 yna bydd y brenin yn chwenychu dy brydferthwch, oherwydd ef yw dy arglwydd.
11And the king doth desire thy beauty, Because he [is] thy lord — bow thyself to him,
12 Ymostwng iddo ag anrhegion, O ferch Tyrus, a bydd cyfoethogion y bobl yn ceisio dy ffafr.
12And the daughter of Tyre with a present, The rich of the people do appease thy face.
13 Cwbl ogoneddus yw merch y brenin, cwrel wedi ei osod mewn aur sydd ar ei gwisg,
13All glory [is] the daughter of the king within, Of gold-embroidered work [is] her clothing.
14 ac mewn brodwaith yr arweinir hi at y brenin; Ar ei h�l daw ei chyfeillesau, y morynion;
14In divers colours she is brought to the king, Virgins — after her — her companions, Are brought to thee.
15 d�nt atat yn llawen a hapus, d�nt i mewn i balas y brenin.
15They are brought with joy and gladness, They come into the palace of the king.
16 Yn lle dy dadau daw dy feibion, a gwnei hwy'n dywysogion dros yr holl ddaear.
16Instead of thy fathers are thy sons, Thou dost appoint them for princes in all the earth.
17 Mynegaf dy glod dros y cenedlaethau, nes bod pobl yn dy ganmol hyd byth.
17I make mention of Thy name in all generations, Therefore do peoples praise Thee, To the age, and for ever!