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.

¹{To the chief Musician. An instruction; of the sons of Korah.} As 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 ùGod: 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 bread day and night, while they say unto me all the day, 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.

⁴These things I remember and have poured out my soul within me: how I passed along with the multitude, how I went on with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, a festive multitude.

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, my soul, and art disquieted in me? hope in God; for I shall yet praise him, [for] the health 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.

⁶My God, my soul is cast down within me; therefore do I remember thee from the land of the Jordan, and the Hermons, from mount 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 cataracts; all thy breakers 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.

⁸In the day-time will Jehovah command his loving-kindness, and in the night his song shall be with me, a prayer unto the ùGod 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 ùGod 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 crushing in my bones mine adversaries reproach me, while they say unto me all the day, 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, my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope in God; for I shall yet praise him, [who is] the health of my countenance, and my God.