O Iesu'm ffrynd a'm prynwr drud

8,8,6,8,8,6

Jesus, my Saviour and my God,

Who gavest us thy precious blood

To heal our guilty smart:

O give me faith to make my nest,

Where this my soul may hide and rest,

Within thy wounded heart.

In thy safe bosom let me lie,

Prepared in holy peace to die,

If Thou ere morn shouldst call:

Then may thine angel-guards attend,

And me from Satan's power defend,

Lest to his hands I fall.