MAWU ƑE SABAT ƑE DODO

Eʋegbe

Mawu ƒe Sabat ŋkeke Gado na mí ake, Abe dzome-ŋdi ene. Le zã veve megbe Abe agbafie fafe Le ku ɖi nyigbã dzi Abe deti-ve ene Le ke tagba ene.

English

The dawn of God’s dear Sabbath Breaks o’er the earth again, As some sweet summer morning After a night of pain; It comes as cooling showers To some exhausted land, As shade of clustered palm trees ’Mid weary wastes of sand.

Eʋegbe

Ma'u nye nunanae nye 'si Mede blibo ya o. Kwasiɖa ɖeka ƒe ɖo Mewɔ kple nyateƒe. Megbe nu ɖokuinye gbɔ To wò lɔlɔ̃ la me. Wò gbɔgbɔ lae do ŋusẽm Le ɖokuibɔbɔ me.

English

Lord, we would bring for offering, Though marred with earthly soil, A week of earnest labor, Of steady, faithful toil, Fair fruits of self-denial, Of strong, deep love to Thee, Fostered by Thine own Spirit, In true humility.

Eʋegbe

Azɔ míatsɔ miaƒe fu Kple nu vɔ̃ susu wo Yi klo dzi le ŋku wòme Be naɖe ga mi keŋ Miaƒe dziwo se veve Le dɔ mawunu'o ŋu Miegblẽ mia talentowo Hewɔ ɖo suetɔ ko.

English

And we would bring our burden Of sinful thought and deed, In Thy pure presence kneeling, From bondage to be freed, Our heart’s most bitter sorrow For all Thy work undone— So many talents wasted! So few bright laurels won!

Eʋegbe

Mietsɔ veve ma tsaka Dzixɔse vavãtɔ Kple lɔlɔ̃ de to vavã Be nawɔ wo dzadze Le gbɔwò koe miavakpɔ Tsɔtsɔke blibo le Gbɔwo koe ŋutifafa Si tso dziƒo la le.

English

And with that sorrow mingling, A steadfast faith, and sure, And love so deep and fervent, For Thee to make it pure, In Thy dear presence finding The pardon that we need, And then the peace so lasting— Celestial peace indeed.