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LATE MRS. ENO EMMANUEL ETOP EKONG LATE MRS. ENO EMMANUEL ETOP EKONG

1950 - 2021 71 Years 1950 - 2021 71 Years

HYMN NO. 178 HYMN NO. 178 H Y M N N O . 1 6 5
(IDAP ORO OTIM OFON ) ASLEEP IN JESUS, BLESSED SLEEP H Y M N N O . 1 6 5
( W U T M I U S U N G ) L E A D , K I N D LY L I G H T
1. Idap oro otim ofon 1. Asleep in Jesus! Blessed sleep,
Owo edede ke Obong From which none ever wakes to 1. Wut mi usung afo akwa inla 1. Lead, kindly Light, amid the
Okpong afanikong kisong weep; Nnyung da mi nka
Onyung edemede k' enyong A calm and undisturbed repose, encircling gloom
Unknown by the last of foes. Eyo okut, usung oyom eti Lead thou me on keep
2. Idap oro okpon emem Oda mi nka The night is dark, and
2. Asleep in Jesus! Oh, how sweet,
Satan y'ata rmm'asua afen Mum mi ubok, nnyomke Ndikut I am far from home
To be for such a slumber meet,
Itimiekede mmo emi
With holy confidence to sing Usung iso; da mi ikpeat k'ikpat Lead thou me on
Ke Jesus edee kemi That death has lost it renowned sting! 2. Keep thou my feet, I do ask to see

3. 3. Kini uyen, ami nkoyomke fi
Idap oro akan mkpa Asleep in Jesus! Peaceful rest, The distant scene-one step
Onyung-akan ndik ama Whose waking is supremely blest; Ke uwem mi 2. enough for me.
Koro Jesus ama akpa No fear-no-woe shall dim that hour Mbre, ye ubong okodong mi eti
Obung eduat mkpa ama That manifests the Savior’s power. Kni oro I was not ever thus nor prayed

4. 4. Ima mbre y'ubong iyakke mi that thou Should lead me on.
Idap oro enem eti Asleep in Jesus! Oh, for me
May such a blessed refuge be Nkere fi, mbok kuti oro I loved to choose and see my path, but now,
K'esan idut, k'edem emi
Sincerely shall my ashes lie, 1. 3.
Mkpa owo mbuotidem Lead thou me on!
And wait the summons from on high.
5. 5. I loved the garish day, and spite of fears,
Jesus nam mi ndina fi Asleep in Jesus, far from thee K'anyan mi ofo odoiong emi Pride ruled my will, remember
Kisand mi ke isong emi Thy kindred and their graves may be Suk kama mi 3.
Man ami nde idap oro But thine is still a blessed sleep not past years.

Nyung ndung k'ifure kiso fo From which none ever wakes to weep. Tutu mbe idiok usung emi
Nsim idung So long thy power hath blest
me, sure it still Will lead me on
Kusiere ko ami nye kut
Mm' ufan O’er moor and fen, o’er crag and

Ebemde mi iso eduk ubong torrent,
till the night is gone.
And with the morn those angel faces

Smile which I have loved long

since, and lost awhile.

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