Draw uwch y ddaear mae cysgod y nos,

Ond yno mae golau un seren dlos.

Draw uwch y ddaear mae lluoedd y Nef

yn llawen gyhoeddi ei ddyfod Ef.



Far in the city with no room tor,

A stable is let to the gentle pair.

Far in the city they both watch and pray

O'er Jesus asleep in his bed of hay.



Draw ar y bryniau mae'r noson yn fwyn

Ar dawel ffriddoedd y defaid a'r wyn.

Over the hillside the shepherds draw near

The angels glad tidings of joy to hear.



Draw dros y twyni mae cwmni ar daith

yn dilyn y seren ar siwrnai faith.

Over the hills now the wise men do bring

their gifts for our Lord and his praise to sing.



Draw tua Bethle'm mae toriad y wawr

ac yno mae bore'n foliant yn awr.

Far over Bethlehem glad voices call,

To worship and praise the Saviour of all.