Draw Tua Bethelehem

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