Asafo No Tim Botan So

Verse 2

Nyankopɔn nte asɔredan A wɔde nsa na asi mu; Ne trabea wɔ s'ro mu s'ro hɔ, Ɛk'rɔn sen fam ha trabea ny'naa. Nea Ɔte ɛs'ro mu s'ro no Pɛ sɛ Ɔne yɛn tra sdɔm', De yɛn nipadua yɛ Ne fie.

Verse 3

Yɛyɛ Onyankopɔn fie a Wayɛ no N'ankasa trabea; Ɔde yɛn koma yɛ N'agua, Na Ɔma yɛn nkwa ne ɔgye. Baanu anaa baasa hyiam' a, Oyi Ne dom adi ky'rɛ wɔn, Na Ohwie ne nhy'ra gu wɔn so.

Verse 4

Na 'sase so ha fie yi mu, Yesu rehyira Ne mma ny'naa; Yehyia ha yi Ne din ayɛ, Ka sɛ yɛgye 'Gyenkwa no di. Yesu ama yɛn Ne honhom, Na Ɔne yɛn ayɛ apam De ahenni no ama yɛn.

Verse 5

Nnasanten nyinaa mu, O, 'W'ra, B'r? a 'sɔre dɔn bɛbɔ biara, Ma 'kra pii mmetie Nyam? asɛm A Wahyɛ saa bɔ yi wom sɛ: Minim Me de, Mede nim Me, Mo nko na mubehu M'anim; Migya mo M'asomdwoe. Amen.

Verse 2

Not in our temples made with hands God,the almighty is dwelling; High in the heav'ns, His temple stands, All earthly temples excelling. Yet He who dwells in hea'vn above Deigns to abide with us in love, Making our bodies His temple.

Verse 3

We are God's house of living stones, Built for His own habitation; He fills our heart, His humble thrones, Granting us life and salvation. Were two or three to seek His face, He in their midst would show His grace, Blessings upon them bestowing.

Verse 4

Yet in this house, an earthly frame, Jesus His children is blessing; Hither we come to praise His name, Faith in our Savior confessing. Jesus to us His Spirit sent, Making with us His covenent, Granting His children the kingdom.

Verse 5

Thro' all the passing years, O Lord, Grant that, when church bells are ringing, Many may come to hear God's Word Where He this promise is bringing: I know My own, My own know Me: You, not the world, My face shall see; My peace I leave with you. Amen.