1 Agor dy byrth, O Lebanon, er mwyn i d�n ysu dy gedrwydd.
1Open your doors, Lebanon, that the fire may devour your cedars.
2 Galarwch, ffynidwydd; oherwydd syrthiodd y cedrwydd, dinistriwyd y coed cryfion. Galarwch, dderw Basan, oherwydd syrthiodd y goedwig drwchus.
2Wail, fir tree, for the cedar has fallen, because the stately ones are destroyed. Wail, you oaks of Bashan, for the strong forest has 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 the wailing of the shepherds! For their glory is destroyed: a voice of the roaring of young lions! For the pride of the Jordan is ruined.
4 Fel hyn y dywed yr ARGLWYDD fy Nuw: "Portha'r praidd sydd i'w lladd.
4Thus says Yahweh 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.
5Their buyers slaughter them, and go unpunished. Those who sell them say, ‘Blessed be Yahweh, for I am rich;’ and their own shepherds don’t pity them.
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,” says Yahweh; “but, behold, I will deliver the men everyone into his neighbor’s hand, and into the hand of his king. They will strike 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.
7So I fed the flock of slaughter, especially the oppressed of the flock. I took for myself two staffs. The one I called “Favor,” and the other I called “Union,” 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.
8I cut off the three shepherds in one month; for my soul was weary of 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."
9Then I said, “I will not feed you. That which dies, let it die; and that which is to be cut off, let it be cut off; and let those who are left eat each other’s flesh.”
10 A chymerais fy ffon Trugaredd a'i thorri, gan ddiddymu'r cyfamod a wneuthum �'r holl bobloedd.
10I took my staff Favor, and cut it apart, that I might break my covenant that 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.
11It was broken in that day; and thus the poor of the flock that listened to me knew that it was the word of Yahweh.
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.
12I said to them, “If you think it best, give me my wages; and if not, keep them.” So they weighed for my wages 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.
13Yahweh said to me, “Throw it to the potter, the handsome price that I was valued at by them!” I took the thirty pieces of silver, and threw them to the potter, in the house of Yahweh.
14 Yna torrais yr ail ffon, Undeb, gan ddiddymu'r frawdoliaeth rhwng Jwda ac Israel.
14Then I cut apart my other staff, even Union, that I might break the brotherhood between Judah and Israel.
15 Yna dywedodd yr ARGLWYDD wrthyf, "Cymer eto offer bugail diwerth,
15Yahweh said to me, “Take for yourself yet again the equipment 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 will not visit those who are cut off, neither will seek those who are scattered, nor heal that which is broken, nor feed that which is sound; but he will eat the flesh of the fat sheep, and will 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 who leaves the flock! The sword will be on his arm, and on his right eye. His arm will be completely withered, and his right eye will be totally blinded!”