Draw uwch y ddaear mae cysgod y nos, Ond yno mae golar un seren dlos. Draw uwch y ddaear mae lluoedd y nef Yn llawen gyhoeddi ei ddyfod ef. Far in the city with no room to spare, 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 angel's 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'm foliant yn awr. Far over bethlehem glad voices call, To worship and praise the saviour of all