My Maker and My King
Words by Anne Steele, 1716–1778·Tune: EL KADER
Eʋegbe
English
Verse 1
Eʋegbe
Nye Wɔla kple Fianye Wò ko si me mele. Wò ŋusee wɔa nuwo katã Si me nye yayra tso Wò ŋusẽ wɔa nuwo katã Si me nye yayra tso.
English
My Maker and my King, To Thee my all I owe; Thy sovereign bounty is the spring Whence all my blessings flow; Thy sovereign bounty is the spring Whence all my blessings flow.
Verse 2
Eʋegbe
Wòa-si nu-dɔwɔwɔ Ŋutie mel'a-gbe ɖo Mawu, wòa-sinuɖɔwo hia Nye kafu-manyagblɔ, Mawu wòa-sinuɖɔwo hia Nye kafu-manyagblɔ.
English
The creature of Thy hand, On Thee alone I live; My God, Thy benefits demand More praise than I can give. My God, Thy benefits demand More praise than I can give.
Verse 3
Eʋegbe
Mawu nu ka mana Siwo keŋ nye tɔwò. Wò lɔlɔ̃ hia akpedadzi Nye nunana le gblɔe Wò lɔlɔ̃ hĩa akpedadzi Nye nunana le gblɔe.
English
Lord, what can I impart When all is Thine before? Thy love demands a thankful heart; The gift, alas! how poor. Thy love demands a thankful heart; The gift, alas! how poor.
Verse 4
Eʋegbe
Wò amenuveve Na nyɔm kple wò ŋusẽ Na nye nuƒoƒo kple didi Nazu tɔwò ko ɖaa Na nye nuƒoƒo kple didi Nazu tɔwò ko ɖaa
English
O! let Thy grace inspire My soul with strength divine; Let every word and each desire And all my days be Thine. Let every word and each desire And all my days be Thine.
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