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, cypress, for the cedar is fallen; because the noble ones are spoiled. Howl, ye oaks of Bashan; for the strong forest 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.
3A voice of howling of the shepherds; for their glory is spoiled: a voice of 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 Jehovah my God: Feed the flock of 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 without being held guilty; and they that sell them say, Blessed be Jehovah! for I am become 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 Jehovah, and behold, I will deliver men, every one into his neighbour's hand, and into the hand of his king; and they shall smite the land, and I will not deliver out of their hand.
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.
7So I fed the flock of slaughter, truly the 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.
8And I destroyed three shepherds in one month; and my soul was vexed with them, and their soul also loathed 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."
9And I said, I will not feed you: that which dieth, let it die; and that which perisheth let it perish; and let them which are left 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, Beauty, and cut it asunder, that I might break my covenant which I had made with all the peoples.
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 gave heed to me knew that it was the word of Jehovah.
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 hire; and if not, forbear. And they weighed for my hire thirty silver-pieces.
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 Jehovah said unto me, Cast it unto the potter: a goodly price that I was prized at by them. And I took the thirty silver-pieces, and cast them to the potter in the house of Jehovah.
14 Yna torrais yr ail ffon, Undeb, gan ddiddymu'r frawdoliaeth rhwng Jwda ac Israel.
14And I cut asunder mine other staff, Bands, to break the brotherhood between Judah and Israel.
15 Yna dywedodd yr ARGLWYDD wrthyf, "Cymer eto offer bugail diwerth,
15And Jehovah 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 behold, I will raise up a shepherd in the land, who shall not visit those that are about to perish, neither shall seek that which is strayed away, nor heal that which is wounded, nor feed that which is sound; but he will eat the flesh of the fat, and tear their hoofs 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 worthless 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 utterly darkened.