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Ezekiel 16

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Bride Wey Forget Her Papa

Jerusalem whole history, dem tell am like di life of one woman. One newborn wey dem throw away, wey our Papa rescue, raise, and dress like queen, but she come spend evri gift on oda lovers and she even burn her pikin dem. Di judgment strong well-well, and di last word na covenant wey e remember.

Chapter 16.

Di word of our Papa come reach me:

“Pikin of Man, make Jerusalem face di nasty tins wey she dey do, and talk say: Di Sovereign Papa tell Jerusalem say: Na for di land of di Canaan people you take start and dem born you; your papa na Amorite person, your mama na Hittite person. For di day wey dem born you, dem no cut your navel-string, dem no wash you clean with water, dem no rub you with salt, dem no wrap you with cloth. a a v4 For dat time, dem dey rub new pikin with salt and wrap am tight to protect am and make am strong — but dem no give dis pikin any of dat care. No eye pity you reach to do any of dis tins for you as tender mercy wey dey pain belle; instead dem throway you comot inside open field, dem despise you di day dem born you.

“I pass by come see you as you dey kick inside your blood, and as you lie down for your blood I talk to you say, ‘Live!’ Yes, inside your blood I talk to you say, ‘Live!’ b b v6 Wen nobody else want am, our Papa speak life ontop di pikin wey dem don throway — na im love, no be how she take worth, na where di story take start. I make you grow like plant for field. You grow tall and reach full fine-fine; your breast come out and your hair grow, but still you dey naked and bare.

“Wen I pass by again come see you, you don old reach for love. I spread di corner of my cloth ontop you and cover your nakedness. I give you my serious promise and make Covenant with you, na so di Sovereign Papa talk, and you come be my own. c c v8 To spread your cloth ontop person na old-time way to show say you wan marry am, to claim am as husband or wife — na di same tin Ruth ask Boaz for Ruth 3:9.

“Den I wash you with water, rinse di blood comot for your body, and rub you with oil. I dress you with cloth wey dem sew fine-fine design and fine leather sandal, I wrap you with fine linen, and cover you with cloth wey cost. I decorate you with jewelry: I put bracelet for your wrist and necklace round your neck. I put ring for your nose, earring for your ear, and fine crown for your head. So dem decorate you with gold and silver, your cloth na fine linen, cloth wey cost, and cloth wey dem sew fine-fine design. You chop fine flour, honey, and oil. You come dey fine well-well pass before and you rise become queen. Your name spread among di nations because of your fine-fine, wey di glory wey I give you make perfect, na so di Sovereign Papa talk.

“But you put your trust for your fine-fine and, because of your name, you turn yourself to ashawo, dey pour your favor give everybody wey dey pass—your fine-fine come be dia own. You take some of your cloth make colorful high places for yourself, and ontop dem you do ashawo. Tins like dis no suppose ever happen—never! d d v16 ‘High places’ na shrine wey dem build high for outside wey dem dey use worship idol all over Canaan and Israel. You still take your fine gold and silver jewelry wey I give you, make man-image, and use dem do ashawo. You take your cloth wey dem sew fine-fine design cover dem, and put my oil and incense for dia front. Di food wey I give you—fine flour, oil, and honey wey I feed you—you put am for dia front as sweet-smell offering. Na so e be, na so di Sovereign Papa talk.

“You take di sons and daughters wey you born for me and sacrifice dem to di idols as food. Your ashawo work never do? You kill my children and give dem comot, pass dem through fire to di idols. Inside all your nasty tins and ashawo, you forget di days of your youth, wen you dey naked and bare, dey kick inside your blood.

“And afta all your evil—e go bad, e go bad well-well for you! na so di Sovereign Papa talk.

“You build mound for yourself and make high platform for yourself for every public square. For every street corner you build your high platform, spoil your fine-fine, offer yourself to everybody wey dey pass, and multiply your ashawo. You do ashawo with di Egypt people, your neighbor wey dem body dey hot, and multiply your ashawo to provoke me. So I stretch my hand against you and cut your territory small. I hand you over to di greed of your enemies, di Philistine daughters, wey shame catch dem because of your dirty way. You still do ashawo with di Assyria people, wey no dey ever belleful; you do ashawo with dem, but still you no satisfy. You increase your ashawo reach Babylon, land of traders, but even with all dis you no satisfy.”

“See as your heart weak, na so di Sovereign Papa talk, wey make you do all dis, di work of ashawo wey no get shame!

“Wen you build your mound for every corner and make your platform for every square, you no even be like ashawo, because you refuse to collect pay.

“You wife wey dey commit adultery! You dey take strangers instead of your own husband. Men dey give all ashawo gift, but you—na you dey give all your lovers gift, dey bribe dem make dem come you from every side for your ashawo. For your ashawo you be opposite of oda women: nobody beg you. Na you dey pay comot, but nobody pay you—na so-so opposite.

“So den, you ashawo, hear di word of our Papa! Na dis di Sovereign Papa talk: “Because you pour out your lust and open your nakedness through di ashawo wey you do with your lovers and all your nasty idols, and di blood of your children wey you give dem, so I go gather all di lovers wey you dey enjoy—those wey you love and those wey you hate—bring dem against you from every side, strip you bare for dia front, and dem go see all your nakedness. I go judge you as dem dey judge women wey dey commit adultery and killers, and bring ontop you di blood of anger and jealousy. I go hand you over to your lovers. Dem go pull down your mounds, break down your high platforms, tear your cloth comot, take your fine jewelry, and leave you naked and bare. Dem go bring plenty crowd against you to stone you and cut you to pieces with dia sword. Dem go burn your houses and carry out judgment ontop you for front of plenty women. I go end your ashawo, and you no go pay your lovers again. Den my anger against you go rest, my jealousy go comot for you; I go cool down, I no go vex again.”

“Because you no remember your youth but you make me vex well-well with all dis, I go bring wetin you do come down ontop your head, na so di Sovereign Papa talk. You no add dirty way ontop all your oda nasty tins?

“Everybody wey dey talk proverb go talk dis proverb about you: ‘As di mother be, na so di daughter be.’” You be your mama daughter, wey hate her husband and children. You be your sisters' sister, wey hate dia own. Your mama na Hittite, your papa na Amorite. For north side of you, your senior sister Samaria dey live with her daughters; for south side of you, your junior sister Sodom with her daughters. No be only say you follow dia ways and copy dia nasty tins; for all your ways you come rotten pass dem quick-quick. As I dey live, na so di Sovereign Papa talk, your sister Sodom and her daughters never do wetin you and your daughters don do.

“Na dis be your sister Sodom sin: she and her daughters get pride, dem chop too much, and dem no send anytin; dem never help di poor and di needy. Dem get pride and do nasty tins for my front. So I comot dem wen I see am. Samaria no commit even half of your sins. You multiply your nasty tins pass dia own, dey make your sisters look correct-and-holy through all wetin you don do. Carry your shame, because na you give your sisters excuse. Since your sins nasty pass dia own, dem come dey look more correct-and-holy pass you. So make shame catch you and carry your disgrace, because na you make your sisters look correct-and-holy.

“But still I go restore di fortune of Sodom and her daughters, Samaria and her daughters, and your own fortune together with dem, so dat you go carry your shame, wey shame go catch you for all wetin you do wey comfort dem. Your sisters, Sodom and Samaria with dia daughters, go return to di way dem be before, and you with your daughters go return to your own. You no even gree mention your sister Sodom for di days wen you dey do pride, before dem come open your own evil. Now di daughters of Edom and all her neighbors dey mock you, and di daughters of di Philistines—everybody wey surround you wey dey despise you. You go carry di consequence of your dirty way and your nasty tins, na so our Papa talk.

Di Sovereign Papa talk say: “I go deal with you as you deserve, because you despise my oath wen you break di Covenant. “But still I go remember my Covenant wey I make with you for di days of your youth, and I go establish Covenant wey no dey end with you. e e v60 Even afta every betrayal, our Papa no go let di relationship end — im tie imself for Covenant wey no dey end, di same faithful love wey reach im fullness for Jesus. Den you go remember your ways and shame go catch you wen you receive your sisters, di senior and di junior. I go give dem to you as daughters, but no be from di Covenant wey I make with you. So I go establish my Covenant with you, and you go know say na me be your Papa. Wen I make atonement for you for all wetin you don do, you go remember and shame go catch you, you no go open your mouth again because of your disgrace, na so di Sovereign Papa talk.’”

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