Natey Ka Isnan Krus (My Faith Looks Up To Thee - L. Mason, 1833)

Natey ka isnan krus ay mang-i
Salakan, pat'yek sik-a
Deng-ngem nan luwalok ta mangpakawan ka
Anak mo et sak-en ay enggana

Papigsaem sak-en tapno i-
Pakat ko'y silb'yan sik-a
Natey ka isnan krus tay pilmi'n layad mo
Layad ko'n sik-a es, mid enggana

Isnan maligatak ya mense-
Seg-angak, mangbadang ka
Da'n papat-a-em, nan seg-ang kaanem
Adim itan-oy maisinaak

Nan biyag keg iitaw, binulod
Mi'n sik-a; no mateyak,
Kaanem egyat ko ya ayagam sak-en
Ta makite-e-ak es ken sik-a

Kangatowan Ay Dios Ama (God My King Thy Might Confessing - Richard Mant, 1824)

Kangatowan ay Dios Ama
Lamnin sik-a'n kalp'wa na
Ilaylayad mi'y wada's na
Ay dinagop mo isna

Apo, na'y umali kami
Mang ited is supon mi
Siya na nan pangdaydayam mi
Ken sik-a ay Apo mi

Dios Apo, sika'n Ama mi
Aan-ak mo dakami
Idngem dawat mi'y sin-ag-i
Talna enmo iyali

Apo, seg-angam dakami
Bantayam kad dakami
Wada kami is namnama
Sik-a enmi salida

Ispiritum, ibukbok mo
Kenda kami'y an-ak mo
Ta siya nan menkabadang mi's
Nan am-in ay ikkan mi

Dios Ama'y Kangat'wan (Come Thou Almighty King - F. deGiardini, 1762)

Dios Ama'y kangat'wan, itdom nan
Ikkan mi ay mangdayaw
Ken sik-a'y nagsapo's nan am-in ay wada
Sik-a nan mentulay ay engga na

Ali ka Dios Anak, ipaka-
Awat mo, Bibliya'y kalim
Ta maawatan mi, tungpalin mi'y usto
Am-in ay kayat mo kenda kami

Sika-a'y mangliwliwa, nan dawat
Min sik-a, iwaned mo
Nan men-gawisan mi, da ka pay mentulay,
Ispiritu Santo, ken da kami

Dios Ama ya Anak, Ispiri-
To Santo, madaydayaw ka
Middom kami kuma is mentulayam
Menlinnayad kami ay engga na

The Brotherhood Hymn (Brotherhood of Saint Andrew Hymn)

Jesus call us; o’er tumult

Of our life’s wild, restless sea,

Day by day His clear voice soundeth,

Saying, “Christian, follow Me;”

As of old Saint Andrew heard it

By the Galilean lake,

Turned from home and toil and kindred,

Leaving all for His dear sake.

Jesus calls us from the worship

Of the vain world’s golden store;

From each idol that would keep us,

Saying, “Christian, love Me more.”

In our joys and in our sorrows,

Days of toil and hours of ease,

Still He calls, in cares and pleasures,

“Christian, love Me more than these.”

Jesus calls us! By thy mercies,

Savior, make us hear Thy call;

Give our hearts to Thine obedience,

Serve and love Thee best of all.

So, may we like Andrew go forth

Brigning others, Christ, to Thee.

Send us out, Lord, in The Spirit,

With Thy message, “Come to Me.”