The Lord God sits above the circle of the earth
YOU stretch out the heavens like a curtain
YOU have no equal
YOU cannot be likened to anyone
Hey! Ancient of Days (Arugbo Ojo)
YOU created all things
YOU bring out the host of heavens by number
YOU call them all by name
By the greatness of YOUR might
And the strength of YOUR power
Not one is missing
YOU neither faint nor grow weary
YOUR understanding is unsearchable
Ancient of Days!
I give all glory to YOU, my Father!