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Words: Lewis Hensley, 1867 Music: St. Cecilia, Kingsland Krist' ki 'joba Re de, Ki ase Re bere; F' opa-rin Re fo Gbogbo...

Saturday, 14 December 2013

IGBAGBO MI DURO LORI

By Edward Mote
Igbagbo mi duro lori
Eje atododo Jesu
N'ko je gbekele ohun kan
Leyin oruko nla Jesu
Mo duro le Krist' apata
Ile miran, iyanrin ni

B'ire ije mi tile gun
Ore-ofe Re ko yi pada
Bo ti wu k'iji na le to
Idakoro mi ko ni ye
Mo duro le Krist' apata
Ile miran iyanrin ni

Majemu ati eje Re
L'emi o ro mo b'ikunmi de
Gbati ohun aye bo tan
O je ireti nla fun mi
Mo duro le Krist' apata
Ile miran iyanrin ni

Gbat'ipe kehin ba si dun
A! m ba le wa lodo Jesu
Ki nwo ododo Re nikan
Ki n duro niwaju ite
Mo duro le Krist' apata
Ile miran iyanrin ni
My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus’ blood and righteous;
No merit of my own I claim
But wholly lean on Jesus’ name.
On Christ, the solid rock, I stand;
All other ground is sinking sand.

When darkness veils his lovely face,
I ret on his unchanging grace;
In every high and story gale
My anchor holds within the veil.
On Christ, the solid rock, I stand;
All other ground is sinking sand.

His oath, his covenant, his blood
Sustain me in the raging flood;
When all supports are washed away,
He then is all my hope and stay.
On Christ, the solid rock, I stand;
All other ground is sinking sand.

When he shall come with trumpet sound,
Oh, may I then in him be found,
Clothed in his righteousness alone,
Redeemed to stand before the throne!
On Christ, the solid rock, I stand;
All other ground is sinking sand.



Edward Mote was a pastor and hymn writer. Born in London on 21 January 1797, his parents managed a pub and often left Edward to his own devices playing in the street.[1] Speaking of these childhood years he once said, "So ignorant was I that I did not know that there was a God."[2]He was finally exposed to the Christian gospel and was baptized the age of 18. He was trained as a cabinet maker and worked in London for 37 years. Only in his 50's did he enter the ministry and was pastor at Rehoboth Baptist Church in Horsham, West Sussex for 26 years.[3] He was well liked by the congregation in Horsham and they offered him the church building as a gift. Mote replied "I do not want the chapel, I only want the pulpit; and when I cease to preach Christ, then turn me out of that." He died on 13 November 1874 and is buried in the church yard at Rehoboth Church.

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11 comments:

  1. Thanks God bless

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  2. The Lord reward your labor of love. Keep up the good work, the pleasure of the Lord shall prosper in your hands. I really appreciate your diligence and discretion. Blessings!

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  3. i love this song is my song of hope and comfort

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  4. I've always loved this song even when I didn't really know what the words meant.
    It has been ministering to me for days!������

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  5. God bless you for the great works!

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  6. This is indeed a job well done. God bless you mightily IJMN.

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  7. Hello Precious, I found this Hymn at the right time when I need it most; and with this my spirit pray for you that God of heaven and earth shall water you mightly on every side till you're soaked in His blessings. Thank you

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  8. U r doing a good job, more blessings I wish you

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