Hymn 95
O Lord my God Thou art my hope
Ọlọrun at’ ireti mi
- O Lord my God Thou art my hope
Thy word is food to me,
Thy hand raise me from infancy
And through my childhood days. - And yet I tell the wondrous news
Of Thy care, year to year;
I leave the last remaining days
Under Thy watchful care. - Be Thou my guide when strength shall fail
And when my hairs turn white,
Let Thy great glory shine round me
When it's my time to die. Amen.