MO TI NI JESU LORE

By William Charles Fry (1837–1882)

Mo ti ni Jesu lore O j'ohun gbogbo fun mi Oun nikan larewa ti okan mi fe Oun nitanna ipado Oun ni Enikan naa To le we mi nu kuro nin'ese mi Olutunu mi lo je ni gbogbo wahala Oun ni ki n kaniyan mi l'Oun lori Oun n'Itanna Ipado Irawo Owuro Oun nikan l'Arewa ti okan mi fe Olutunu mi lo je ni gbogbo wahala Oun ni ki n kaniyan mi l'Oun lori Oun n'Itanna Ipado Irawo Owuro Oun nikan l'Arewa ti okan mi fe O gbe gbogbo banuje At'irora mi ru O j'Odi agbara mi n'gba danwo Tori Re mo k'ohun gbogbo Ti mo ti fe sile O si f'agbara Re gbe okan mi ro Bi aye tile ko mi Ti Satan' dan mi wo Jesu yoo mu mi d'opin irin mi Oun n'Itanna ipado Irawo Owuro Oun nikan l'Arewa ti okan mi fe Oun ki yo fi mi sile Be ki yo ko mi nihin Niwon ti m'ba figbagbo pofin Re mo O jodi ina yi mi ka N k'y'o beru-keru Y'o fi manna Re bokan mi t'ebi npa Gba m'ba dade n'ikehin N o roju 'bukun Re Ti adun Re y'o ma san titi lai Oun n'Itanna ipado Irawo Owuro Oun nikan l'Arewa ti okan mi fe

I’ve found a friend in Jesus, He’s everything to me, He’s the fairest of ten thousand to my soul; He's the Lily of the Valley, in Him alone I see All I need to cleanse and make me fully whole. In sorrow He’s my comfort, in trouble He’s my stay; He tells me every care on Him to roll. He’s the Lily of the Valley, the Bright and Morning Star, He’s the fairest of ten thousand to my soul. He all my griefs has taken, and all my sorrows borne; In temptation He’s my strong and mighty tower; I’ve all for Him forsaken, and all my idols torn From my heart, and now He keeps me by His power. Though all the world forsake me, and Satan tempt me sore, Through Jesus I shall safely reach the goal: He’ll never, never leave me, nor yet forsake me here, While I live by faith and do His blessed will; A wall of fire about me, I’ve nothing now to fear, With His manna He my hungry soul shall fill. Then sweeping up to glory to see His blessed face, Where rivers of delight shall ever roll:

William Charles Fry

Born: May 30, 1838, Alderbury, Wiltshire, England (birth name: William Charles Fry). Died: August 24, 1882, Park Hall, Polmont, Stirlingshire, Scotland. Buried: Glasgow, Scotland. On New Year’s Day 1884, a monument to "The first bandmaster of the Salvation Army" was unveiled over his grave. On it was inscribed a verse Fry wrote: 

The former things are past, 
And ended is the strife, 
I’m safe home at last! 
I live an endless life! 

A bricklayer by trade, like his father, Fry was a versatile musician, playing the violin, cello, piano, cornet, and harmonium, and leading an orchestra and band at the Wesleyan chapel in Alderbury. He also helped the Christian Mission in Salisbury, and his family band accompanied Salvation Army founder William Booth in evangelism campaigns. 

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