EDZƆ LE ZATITINA

Eʋegbe

Edzɔ le zã ƒe titina ŋutikɔkɔe ha ɖi Tso dɔla si'o ɖiɖim va 'nyi Eye kasaŋku'o ɖi ŋuifafa na 'nyigbadzi tɔ'o Tso dziƒo fia la gbɔ Xexea katã na zi doɖui Ase dɔla'o ƒe ha.

English

It came upon the midnight clear, That glorious song of old, From angels bending near the earth To touch their harps of gold: "Peace on the earth, good will to men, From heaven’s all-gracious King;" The world in solemn stillness lay, To hear the angels sing.

Eʋegbe

Wo gale ɖiɖim tso dziƒo Kple ŋuifafa ʋala'o 'Ye dziƒo ha'o gale ɖiɖim Ðe xexe vɔ̃ sia dzi To togbɛ ƒuƒluwo keŋ dzi Wo keke ʋalawo 'Ye le Babel ƒe ɣli'o me ha Dɔla kɔkɔe'o dzi ha.

English

Still through the cloven skies they come, With peaceful wings unfurled, And still their heavenly music floats O’er all the weary world; Above its sad and lowly plains They bend on hovering wing, And ever o’er its Babel sounds The blessed angels sing.

Eʋegbe

Mia 'me si'o agba le wuwum, Eye mièxa gobaa 'Mesi'o fu kpem le mɔa dzi L'afɔ ɖem le veve me Kpɔ ɖa dzidzɔ ɣeyiɣi'o va Do kple abla ɖeɖe O dzudzɔ wò mɔ zɔ la Na se dɔla'o ƒe ha.

English

And ye, beneath life’s crushing load, Whose forms are bending low, Who toil along the climbing way With painful steps and slow; Look now! for glad and golden hours Come swiftly on the wing; O rest beside the weary road, And hear the angels sing.