Tear di Heaven Open
Dis na prayer say make our Papa tear di sky open and come down. E no defend di people, e call their best work dirty cloth and e admit say nobody dey hold am. Di temple don burn. E end with question wey nobody answer.
64 1Oh, make you tear di heaven open come down, make di mountains shake for where you dey stand, 2as fire dey burn dry bush sharp-sharp, and dey make water boil—so dat you go make your name known to your enemies, make di nations shake for where you dey stand! 3Wen you do awesome tins wey we no expect, you come down, and di mountains shake for where you dey stand. 4Since ancient time, nobody don hear or perceive with ear, no eye don see any oda one apart from you, wey dey work for di person wey dey wait for am. 5You dey welcome dose wey dey do wetin correct with joy, wey dey remember you as dem dey waka for your ways. But you vex, and we do sin; we don tey for inside our sins—we fit still see salvation? 6All of us don become like person wey no clean, and all our correct-and-holy way dem be like dirty cloth. All of us dey wither like leaf, 7Nobody dey wey dey call your name, wey dey wake imsef up to hold you tight; because you don hide your face from us and don hand us over to our sins.
8But now, na you be our Papa; na we be di clay, and na you be our potter; all of us na di work of your hand. 9No vex sotay, our Papa, and no remember our sin forever. Look, abeg—all of us na your people. 10Your holy cities don become bush wey empty; Zion don become bush wey empty, Jerusalem don become place wey scatter. 11Our holy and fine house, where our papa-papa dem praise you, dem don burn am with fire, and everytin wey we treasure don become rubbish. 12After all dis tin, you go still hold back, our Papa? You go keep quiet and make us suffer sotay?
