¹He that dasheth in pieces is come up against thy face: keep the fortress, watch the way, make [thy] loins strong, fortify [thy] power mightily.

¹ Daeth dinistrydd i fyny yn dy erbyn; diogela'r amddiffynfa, gwylia'r ffordd, rhwyma dy wregys, a chasgla dy nerth ynghyd.

²For Jehovah hath brought again the glory of Jacob, as the glory of Israel; for the wasters have wasted them, and marred their vine-branches.

² Y mae'r ARGLWYDD yn adfer gogoniant Jacob, a gogoniant Israel yr un modd, er i'r anrheithwyr eu difetha a dinoethi eu canghennau.

³The shield of his mighty men is made red, the valiant men are in scarlet: the chariots [glitter] with the sheen of steel, in the day of his preparation, and the spears are brandished.

³ Y mae tarian ei ryfelwyr yn goch, a'r milwyr mewn ysgarlad, a'i gerbydau yn eu rhengoedd yn fflachio fel t�n, a'r gwu375?r meirch yn prancio.

⁴The chariots rush madly in the streets, they justle one against another in the broad ways: the appearance of them is like torches, they run like lightnings.

⁴ Rhuthra'r cerbydau trwy'r strydoedd, a gweu trwy'i gilydd yn y mannau agored; fflachiant fel ffaglau, gwibiant fel mellt.

⁵He bethinketh him of his nobles: they stumble in their march; they make haste to the wall thereof, and the shelter is prepared.

⁵ Gelwir y glewion i'r frwydr, baglant hwythau wrth ddod; brysiant at y mur, a pharatoir yr amddiffyn.

⁶The gates of the rivers are opened, and the palace melteth away.

⁶ Agorir llifddorau'r afonydd, ac y mae'r plas mewn dychryn;

⁷And it is decreed: she shall be uncovered, she shall be led away, and her maids shall moan as with the voice of doves, drumming upon their breasts.

⁷ dygir y frenhines ymaith i gaethglud, a'i morynion yn galaru, yn cwyno fel colomennod ac yn curo dwyfron.

⁸Nineveh hath been like a pool of water, since the day she existed, yet they flee away. ... Stand! Stand! But none looketh back.

⁸ Y mae Ninefe fel llyn a'i ddyfroedd yn diflannu. "Aros! Aros!" meddant, ond nid yw neb yn troi'n �l.

⁹Plunder the silver, plunder the gold; for there is no end of the splendid store of all precious vessels.

⁹ Ysbeiliwch yr arian! Ysbeiliwch yr aur! Nid oes terfyn ar y trysor, nac ar y cyfoeth o bethau dymunol.

¹⁰She is empty, and void, and waste; and the heart melteth, and the knees smite together, and writhing pain is in all loins, and all their faces grow pale.

¹⁰ Wedi ei hysbeilio, ei hanrheithio a'i dinoethi, pob calon yn toddi, pob glin yn gwegian, y llwynau'n crynu, ac wyneb pawb yn gwelwi!

¹¹Where is [now] the den of the lions, and the feeding-place of the young lions, where the lion, the lioness, [and] the lion's whelp walked, and none made them afraid?

¹¹ Ple mae ffau'r llew ac ogof y llewod ifainc, cynefin y llew a'r llewes, lle triga'r cenawon heb eu tarfu?

¹²The lion tore in pieces enough for his whelps, and strangled for his lionesses, and filled his holes with prey, and his dens with ravin.

¹² Darniodd y llew ddigon i'w genawon, a lladd ar gyfer ei lewesau; llanwodd ei ogofeydd ag ysglyfaeth, a'i loches �'i raib.

¹³Behold, I am against thee, saith Jehovah of hosts: and I will burn her chariots into smoke; and the sword shall devour thy young lions, and I will cut off thy prey from the earth; and the voice of thy messengers shall no more be heard.

¹³ "Wele fi yn dy erbyn," medd ARGLWYDD y Lluoedd. "Llosgaf dy ffau mewn mwg, ac ysa'r cleddyf dy genawon; torraf ymaith dy ysbail o'r tir, ac ni chlywir mwyach s�n am dy weithredoedd."