A King Wey Go Rule for Correct-and-holy Way
Leaders wey dey cover people like rock-shade for tired land stand against the fool wey dey lie about Papa and dey empty hungry man plate. Women wey dey enjoy comfort hear say harvest go fail. The palace go remain empty until Spirit pour down and wasteland turn fruitful.
32 1Look, one king go rule for correct-and-holy way, and rulers go govern with justice. 2Each one go be like place wey person fit hide from wind, place wey person fit run go for storm, like river water for dry land, like the shadow of one big rock for land wey tire person. 3Den the eyes of people wey dey see no go close, and the ears of people wey dey hear go listen. 4The mind wey dey rush go understand knowledge, and the tongue wey dey stammer go talk sharp-sharp and clear. 5Dem no go call the fool big man again, and dem no go say the wayo person na honourable person. 6Because the fool dey talk foolish tin, and im heart dey plan bad tin: to do ungodly tin, to talk lie about our Papa, to leave the hungry person with notin and to deny the person wey thirst water to drink. 7The wayo person weapon na bad tin; e dey plan wicked scheme to destroy the poor person with lie mouth, even when the person wey dey need help dey talk im case correct. 8But the honourable person dey plan honourable tin, and na by honourable tin e dey stand.
Wake Up, Una Daughters Wey Dey Relax Anyhow
9Una women wey dey relax anyhow, wake up and hear my voice; una daughters wey no get worry, listen to wetin I dey talk.
10“For small pass one year, una go shake, una women wey no get worry, because the grape harvest go fail, and dem no go gather notin. 11Shake, una wey dey relax anyhow; tremble, una wey no get worry! Comot una cloth make una bare, and tie mourning cloth for una waist. 12Beat una chest for the fine farm, for the vine wey dey bear plenty fruit, 13for the land of my people, wey thorn and briar dey grow; yes, for all the houses of joy for the city wey dey shout with happiness. 14Because dem go leave the palace, the city wey full with people go turn empty; the hill and the watchtower go turn bare place forever, place wey wild donkey go dey enjoy, pasture for flock, 15until dem pour di Spirit of our Papa on us from up high, and the wilderness turn farm wey dey bear plenty fruit, and the farm wey dey bear plenty fruit dem go count am like forest. 16Den justice go dwell for the wilderness, and correct-and-holy way go remain for the farm wey dey bear plenty fruit. 17The work of correct-and-holy way go be peace, and wetin correct-and-holy way go bring na quiet mind and safety forever. 18My people go dwell for peaceful home, for house wey safe, for resting place wey notin no go disturb. 19Even if hail beat the forest flat and dem level the city complete-complete, 20blessing dey for una wey dey sow beside all the water, wey dey let the ox and the donkey waka free-free.”