Arise, My Soul, Arise!
Words by Johan Kahl, 1721–1746·Tune: NYT YLÖS, SIELUNI
Eʋegbe
English
Verse 1
Eʋegbe
Tso kpla luʋɔnye tso nadi nusi wo li ɖaa Ðe abla nato Ðela Ma'u ƒ'afɔtoƒe. Ŋkuwo makpɔe ya o, Eƒe nɔƒe le dziƒo. Subɔe le bɔbɔenyenye me Nayɔe be Mawu Eƒe lɔlɔ̃kplɔ̃ li lewò lalam le dzi; Ke le afi sia la ena míekpɔ dzesia! Dzɔ dzi, luʋɔ, dzɔdzi Na wò gbe nede dzi Alleluya, Alleluya, Alleluya!
English
Arise, my soul, arise! Stretch forth to things eternal And hasten to the feet of your Redeemer God. Though hid from mortal eyes, He dwells in light supernal; Yet worship Him in humbleness and call Him Lord. His banquet of love Awaits you above; Yet here He grants a foretaste of the feast to come! Rejoice, my soul, rejoice, To heav’n lift up your voice: Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia!
Verse 2
Eʋegbe
Se dziƒokpẽawo ɖa! O, se dziɖuhawo Ha dzi matso siwo le ɖiɖim le dziƒo Amegbetɔwo na se ha siãwo ƒe ɖiɖi Ke miawo l'afii hã dzia ha si dea dzi boo Eƒe ʋu ƒle ame si'o Mawu ɖe Etɔe anye ŋusẽ mavɔ kple dziɖuɖu Mina míadzi amen woade dziƒo ake Alleluya, Alleluya, Alleluya!
English
Now hear the harps of heav’n! Oh, hear the song victorious, The neverending anthem sounding through the sky! To mortals is not giv’n To join in strains so glorious; Yet here on earth we too can sing our praises high! He bought with His blood The ransomed of God; To Him be ever lasting pow’r and victory. And let the great amen Resound through heav’n again. Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia!
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