Ire ta su ni Eden

Ire ta su ni Eden

1.         Ire ta su ni Eden

            N’igbeyawo kini

            Ibukun t’a bunkun won

            O wa sibesibe.

2.         Sibe titi di oni

            Ni igbeyawo Kristiani

Ibukun t’a bukun won

Lati sure fun won

3.         Ire ki nwon le ma bi

Ki nwon k’osi ma re

Ki nwon n’idapo mimo

T’enikan k’y’o le tu

4.         Bawa pe, Baba si fa

            Obirin yi f’oko

            Bi o ti fa Efa fun

            Adam l’ojo kini

5.         Ba w ape Emmanuel

            Si so owo won po

            B’eda meji ti papo

            L’ara ijinle Re

6.         Ba wa pe Emi Mimo

            F’ibukun Re fun won

            Si se won ni ase pe

            Gege b’O ti ma nse

7.         Fi won sabe abo Re

            K’ibi, kan ma ba won

            Gba nwon npara ile re

            Ma toju okan won

8.         Pelu won loj’aiye won

            At’oko ataya

            Titi nwon o d’odo Re

            N’ille ayo lorun.

The voice that breath o’ver Eden

1.         The voice that breath o’ver Eden

That earliest wedding day,

            The primal marriage blessing,

It hath not passed away

2.         Still in the pure espousal   

            Of Christian man and maid

            The holy three are with us

            The three fold grace is said.

3.         For dower of blessed children

            For loved faith’s sweet sake

            For high mysterious union

Which nought on earth may break.

4.         Be present heavenly father,   

            To give away his bride

            As Eve thou gav’st to Adam

            Out of his own pieced side.

           

5.         Be present, Gracious saviour,

            To join their loving Hands

            As thou dist bind two natures

            In Thine eternal bands.

6.         Be present, Holy spirit,

            To bless them as they kneel,

            As thou for Christ the bridegroom

            The heavenly spouse dost seal.

           

7.         O spread thy pure wings o’ver them!

            Let no ill power find place,

            When onward through life’s journey

            The hallowed path they trace.

8.         To cast their crown before thee,

            In perfect sacrifice,

            Till to the home of gladness

            With Christ’s own bride they rise.