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Deuteronomy 7

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Papa Clear di Road

Dem tell Israel make dem destroy the nations altars and refuse to marry from dem, because the danger na say heart go turn. And no be because dem big or impress anybody dem choose dem: dem be the smallest for all people. Our Papa put im love on top of dem and keep im oath. Na that one be the reason.

Chapter 7.

When your Papa go bring you enta di land wey you dey go possess, and drive plenty nations comot for your front—Hittite people, Girgashite people, Amorite people, Canaanite people, Perizzite people, Hivite people, and Jebusite people—seven nations wey big pass you and get power pass you. When your Papa give dem give you and you win dem, you must set dem apart for complete destruction. No make any Covenant with dem, no show dem any mercy. No go marry among dem—no give your daughters to dem sons or take dem daughters for your sons. Because dem go turn your pikin dem comot for following me to serve oda gods; then our Papa anger go burn against you, and e go quick-quick destroy you. Instead, do dis to dem: pull down dem altar dem, break dem sacred pillar dem, cut down dem Asherah pole dem, and burn dem carved image dem with fire. You be people wey holy to your Papa; your Papa choose you comot from all di people wey dey for ground to be im own people, im special treasure. Your Papa love you and choose you no be because you plenty pass oda people—na you be di small-small one pass all di people. But na because your Papa love you and e dey keep di oath wey e swear to your fathers, e bring you comot with strong hand and redeem you comot from di house of slavery, comot from di hand of Pharaoh king of Egypt. Sabi dis: your Papa na our Papa, di faithful One wey dey keep Covenant and love wey no dey change for 1,000 generations, for those wey love am and dey keep im commands, but e go pay back di people wey hate am for dem face, e go destroy dem; e no dey slow to pay back di one wey hate am for im face. So keep di commandment—di statutes and di rules—wey I dey command you today, and do dem.

Because you dey listen to dese rules, you dey keep dem and dey do dem, your Papa go keep di Covenant and love wey no dey change wey e swear to your fathers for you. E go love you, bless you, make you plenty—e go bless di fruit of your belle and di fruit of your ground: grain, new wine, oil, di increase of your cattle, di small ones of your flock—for di land wey e swear to your fathers say e go give you. You go get blessing pass all di people; nobody among you, man or woman, go barren, and your animals sef no go barren. Your Papa go remove all sickness comot for you, e no go put any of di evil disease of Egypt wey you sabi on top you, but e go put dem on top all di people wey hate you. Destroy all di people wey your Papa give you. No pity dem or serve dem gods—dat one go set trap for you. If you think for your mind say, ‘Dese nations big pass me; how I go take drive dem comot?’ no fear dem. Remember well well wetin your Papa do to Pharaoh and to all Egypt: di big trial dem wey your eye see, di signs and wonders, di strong hand and di arm wey stretch out wey your Papa take bring you comot. Your Papa go do di same thing to all di people wey you dey fear. Your Papa go send hornet enta dem until di ones wey remain and dey hide from you go die. No dey fear dem, because your Papa dey among you, our Papa wey big and wey dey make person shake. Your Papa go drive dese nations comot for your front small-small. You no fit finish dem quick-quick, if not wild animals go multiply against you. Your Papa go hand dem over give you, e go throw dem enta big confusion until dem destroy finish. E go give dem kings enta your hand, and you go rub dem name comot from under heaven. Nobody go fit stand against you until you destroy dem. Burn di carved image dem of dem gods with fire. No crave di silver or gold wey dey on top dem or take am for yourself, if not e go set trap for you—e be detestable thing to your Papa. No bring detestable thing enter your house, if not you go be like am, wey dem set apart for destruction. Detest am, hate am, because na thing wey dem set apart for destruction.

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