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.