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Isaiah 30

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Di Alliance Wey No Be Im Own

Judah run go Egypt without ask Papa, and pay for help wey no fit help. Dem tell di prophets make dem talk sweet things. Di way home na quietness and trust, and dem refuse am. Still Papa dey wait to show grace, and one voice talk say, waka for here.

Chapter 30.

"Wahala dey for di pikin dem wey dey rebel," na so our Papa talk, "wey dey carry out plan, but no be my own, and wey dey make alliance, but no be from my Spirit, dey pile sin on top sin; a a v1 Our Papa call im own people 'pikin dem wey dey rebel' — sons and daughters wey belong to am, no be strangers. Di way im heart break for dis chapter na di way one Papa im heart dey break. wey commot dey go down to Egypt, without asking my counsel, to hide for di protection of Pharaoh and to find shelter for di shadow of Egypt. Na why di protection of Pharaoh go turn to your shame, and di shelter for di shadow of Egypt go be your disgrace. For even though Pharaoh im officials dey for Zoan and im messengers reach Hanes, everybody go come face shame through people wey no fit help dem, wey no dey bring aid or profit, but na only shame and disgrace."

"Na oracle concerning di animals of di Negev. Through land of trouble and pain, where lioness and lion dey waka find prey, and where viper and di snake wey dey dart dey hide, dem dey carry dia riches for donkey back and dia treasure for camel im hump, go give people wey no fit help dem. Egypt im help na waste and empty tin; na why I call am "di Monster Wey No Fit Do Anytin."

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"Now go, write am for front of dem for tablet and mark am inside book, so dat e go dey for di time wey dey come, as witness forever. For dem na people wey dey rebel, pikin dem wey dey lie, pikin dem wey no gree hear di teaching of our Papa. Dem dey tell di seers, "No see," and di prophets, "No prophesy give us wetin correct; tell us sweet-sweet tin, prophesy fake tins.

Comot for di way, turn commot for di path, make we no hear anytin again about di Holy One of Israel.

Na why na dis di Holy One of Israel, our Papa, talk: Because you reject dis word and you dey trust for oppression and lie and you dey lean on dem, na why dis guilt go be to you like broken wall wey wan fall, wall wey high wey don swell, wey im collapse go come sharp-sharp, for just one moment. Di way e go break na like di way dem dey smash potter im pot, wey dem break am so rough dat among all di pieces you no go fit find even one piece wey fit scoop fire from di hearth or fetch water from di well.

For na dis di Sovereign Papa, di Holy One of Israel, talk: For turning back and rest, na dia you go find salvation; for quietness and trust na dia your strength go dey. But you no gree, and you talk say, "No! We go run comot on top horse"—na why you go run; and, "We go ride horse wey fast"—na why di people wey dey chase you go fast pass.

1,000 go run because of di threat of one person; because of di threat of five you go run, until wetin remain of una go be like flagstaff for mountaintop, like signal for hill.

Na why our Papa dey wait so dat im go show you grace, and na why im dey rise up to show you mercy. For im na Papa of justice; blessing dey for everybody wey dey wait for am. b b v18 Even after im pikin dem rebel, our Papa no dey stand far away — im dey wait, dey lean towards dem, for any sign say dem go turn come back home. People go live for Zion, for Jerusalem; you no go cry again. When im hear di sound of your cry, e sure say im go show you grace; when im hear am, im go answer you. Even though our Papa give you di bread of hardship and water of suffering, your Teacher no go hide again, but your eyes go see your Teacher.

Your ears go hear word for your back: "Na dis be di way; waka inside am," when you turn right or left.

Den you go make your carved images wey dem cover with silver and your metal idols wey dem cover with gold dirty. You go throway dem like menstrual cloth and talk say, "Comot!"

Im go send rain for di seed wey you plant, and bread from di land im produce, plenty and rich. For dat day your animals go dey graze for wide field. Di oxen and donkeys wey dey work di ground go chop good fodder wey dem season, wey dem winnow with shovel and fork. For every high mountain and hill, water go dey run like stream, for di day of di great slaughter when di towers go fall. Di light of di moon go be like di light of di sun, and di light of di sun go bright seven times pass, like di light of seven days, when our Papa go bind up di brokenness of im people and heal di wound wey im give dem. Look—di name of our Papa dey come from far, dey burn with im anger, inside thick smoke wey dey rise; im lips full of fury, and im tongue be like fire wey dey chop everytin. Im breath be like flood wey dey overflow wey reach neck, to sift di nations inside di sieve of destruction and to put bridle for di jaw of di people wey dey lead dem astray. You go get song, like for di night wen dem dey keep holy feast, and gladness for heart, like when person dey march with di sound of flute to go di mountain of our Papa, to di Rock of Israel. And our Papa go make people hear im mighty voice and go show di blow of im arm wey dey come down, with fury and anger and flame of fire wey dey chop everytin, with heavy rain and storm and hailstones. For na di voice of our Papa go break di Assyria people to pieces, when im strike dem with im rod. And every stroke of di punishing rod wey our Papa go lay on top dem go come with tambourine and lyre, as im dey fight against dem with di blows of im arm wey im raise up. For dem don prepare di burning place since long time; yes, dem don ready am for di king, di fire deep and wide, with fire and wood plenty; di breath of our Papa, like stream of sulfur, go set am on fire.

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