• Fi iyin fun! Jesu, Olurapada wa/ Praise Him, praise Him, Jesus our blessed Redeemer

       BY Fanny J. Crosby (1820-1915)

Yoruba Version

  • Fi iyin fun! Jesu, Olurapada wa
  • Ki aiye k’okiki ife Re nla

   Fi iyin fun! enyin Angeli ologo

   F’ola at’ogo fun oruko Re

  B’Olusagutan, Jesu y’o to omo Re

  Apa Re lo ngbe won le lojojo

  Enyin enia mimo ti ngb’oke Sion

  Fi iyin fun pelu orin ayo.

 

       Fi iyin fun! Jesu, Olurapada wa Fun wa

  • O t’eje Re sile, O ku
  • On ni apata ati’reti ‘gbala wa
  • Yin Jesu ti a kan m’agbalebu
  • Olugbala t’O f’ara da irora nla
  • Ti a fi ade egun de lori

 

      Eniti a pa nitori awa eda

      Oba ogo njoba titi lailai.

 

  • Fi iyin fun! Jesu, Olurapada wa
  • Ki ariwo iyin gba orun kan
  • Jesu Oluwa njoba lai ati lailai

       Se l’Oba gbogb’enyin alagbara

       A segun iku; fi ayo rohin na ka

       Isegun re ha da, isa-oku?

      Jesu ye! ko tun si wahala fun wa mo

      ’Tori O l’agbara lati gbala.

 

English Version

  • Praise Him, praise Him, Jesus our blessed Redeemer

Sing, O earth, His wonderful love proclaim

Hail Him! Hail Him! Highest archangels in glory

 Strength and honour give to His Holy name

Like a shepherd, Jesus will guard His children,

In His arms He carries them all day long

O ye saints that dwell on the mountain of Zion

Praise Him praise Him! Ever

 

In joyful song.

  • Praise Him, praise Him, Jesus our blessed Redeemer,

For our sins He suffered and bled and died;

He, our rock, our hope of eternal Salvation,

Hail Him! Hail Him! Jesus the Crucified.

Loving Saviour, meekly enduring sorrow,

Crown’d with thorns that cruelly pierc’d His brow;

Once for us rejected, despis’d and forsaken

Prince of Glory, ever triumphant now

  • Praise Him, praise Him, Jesus our blessed Redeemer,

Heav’nly portals loud with hosannas ring;

Jesus Saviour, reigneth for ever and ever,

Crown Him, crown Him, Prophet and Priest and King! Death is vanquish’d Tell it with joy, ye faithful,

Where is now thy victory, boasting grave?

Jesus lives! no longer thy portals are cheerless,

Jesus lives, the mighty and strong to save.

 

 

 

Writer

–  Fanny Jane Crosby was born on March 24, 1820

–  Fanny Crosby was blind.  When she was six weeks old a slight cold caused inflammation of the eyes. Our usual doctor was away from home, so a stranger was called in. He recommended the use of hot poultices, which practically destroyed her  sight. When this sad calamity became known, the unfortunate man thought it best to leave the neighbourhood, and they  never heard of him again

-Fanny Crosby left the Institution for the Blind on March 2, 1858, and she was married the same year to Mr. Alexander Van Alstyne, who was also blind and whom she had known as pupil and teacher in the Institution for fifteen years

 

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i love this song, so inspirational