Gwaed y Groes syn codi i fyny (Tune: Bryn Calfaria)

Gwaed y Groes syn codi i fyny

Reiddil yn goncwerwr mawr

Gwaed dy roes sydd yn darostwng

Cewri cedyrn fyrdd i lawr



Gad im deimlo,

Gad im deimlo,

Gad im deimlo

Awel O Galfaria fryn

Awel O Galfaria fryn



Cymer, Iesu, fi fel rydwyf

Fyth ni allaf fod yn well

Dallu di am gwna yn agos,

Fewyllys i yw mynd ymhel



Yn dy glwyfau, yn dy glwyfau, yn dy glwyfau,

Byddain unig fyth yn iach

Byddain unig fyth yn iach



Ymddiried af yn dy allu

Mawr ywr gwaith a wnest erioed;

Ti gest angeu,

Ti gest uffern,

Ti gest Satan dan dy droed



Pen Calfar-ia,

Pen Calfar-ia,

Pen Calfar-ia,

Nac aed hwnw byth om cof

Nac aed hwnw byth om cof





Calvary's blood the weak exalteth

More than conquerors to be,

Calvary's blood the strong abaseth

Myriad hosts to bow to Thee.



O Revive me, O Revive me, O Revive me

With a breeze from Calvary

With a breeze from Calvary



Take me as I am, O Saviour

Better I can never be

Thou alone canst bring me nearer

Self but draws me far from thee



I can never, I can never, I can never

But within Thy wounds be saved.

But within Thy wounds be saved.



Wearied of the desert journey

Which through pain and peril goes

I have failed, alone, to conquer

E'en the meanest of my foes.



But the strongest, But the strongest, But the strongest,

Flies, before Thy glorious Name

Flies, before Thy glorious Name



I will thrust Thy might unmeasured

Great the work that marks Thy way;

Thou hast death, and Thou hast Satan,

Thou hast hell beneath Thy sway;



Hill of Calv'ry! Hill of Calv'ry! Hill of Calv'ry!

I shall praise for evermore.

I shall praise for evermore.

I shall praise for evermore.