Jeremiah 11

11 ¹Di word wey come to Jeremiah from our Papa:

²"Hear di words of dis Covenant, and talk dem give Judah people and di people wey dey live for Jerusalem. ³Tell dem: Na dis di Papa of Israel talk: Curse dey for anybody wey no go listen to di words of dis Covenant, ⁴wey I command una ancestors di day wey I bring dem comot from di land of Egypt, comot from di iron furnace, I talk say: Obey me and do everything wey I command, so una go be my children and I go be una Papa. ^a a v4 Di iron furnace dey paint picture of Egypt slave work wey dey crush person—hot-hot, bondage wey no dey rest, wey no get way to comot. ⁵Den I go keep di oath wey I swear give una ancestors, to give dem land wey dey flow with milk and honey—like as e be today." I answer say, "Amen, our Papa."

⁶Our Papa talk give me say: "Announce all dis words for di cities of Judah and di streets of Jerusalem: Hear di words of dis Covenant and obey dem."

⁷"I warn una ancestors well-well wen I bring dem comot from Egypt, I warn dem again and again reach today say: Obey me. ⁸But dem no obey or listen; everybody follow im own stubborn, evil heart. So I bring on top dem all di words of dis Covenant wey I command dem to keep, but dem no keep am."

⁹Our Papa talk give me say: "Secret bad plan dey among di people of Judah and di people wey dey live for Jerusalem. ¹⁰Dem don go back to di sins of dia ancestors, wey refuse to hear my words. Dem don follow oda gods to serve dem. Israel and Judah don break my Covenant wey I make with dia ancestors." ¹¹So na dis our Papa talk: I dey bring disaster on top dem wey dem no fit escape. Even doh dem go cry to me, I no go listen. ¹²Den di cities of Judah and di people of Jerusalem go go cry to di gods wey dem dey burn incense to, but dis gods no fit save dem at all for dia time of trouble. ¹³Your gods plenty like your cities, Judah; di altars wey you set up for dat shameful thing—altars to burn incense to Baal—dey many like di streets of Jerusalem.

¹⁴"So no pray for dis people or raise any cry or prayer for dem, because I no go listen wen dem call me for dia time of trouble. ¹⁵Wetin right my beloved get for my house, wen she don carry out so many wicked plan? Sacred meat fit turn away di destruction wey dey wait you? Wen your disaster come, you go den dey rejoice?" ^b b v15 Sacred meat: di portions of animal sacrifice wey dem bring come di Temple as offering to God.

¹⁶Our Papa one time call you olive tree wey dey flourish, fine with correct fruit. But with di roar of big storm our Papa go set di tree on fire, and im branches go break.

¹⁷Di Papa of heaven army, wey plant you, don decree disaster against you, because of di evil wey Israel and Judah do—wey dey provoke my anger by burning incense to Baal.

Bad Plan Against Jeremiah

¹⁸Our Papa make me know am, and I know; den you show me wetin dem dey do. ¹⁹But I be like gentle lamb wey dem dey lead go slaughter; I no realise say dem don plan against me, dem talk say, "Make we destroy di tree with im fruit; make we cut am comot from di land of di living, so dat nobody go remember im name." ²⁰But Papa of heaven army, you wey dey judge for correct-and-holy way, you wey dey test di heart and di mind, make I see your justice on top dem, because I don hand over my case to you.

²¹So na dis our Papa talk about di people of Anathoth wey dey find your life, dem dey talk say, No prophesy for di name of our Papa, or we go kill you, ^c c v21 Anathoth na Jeremiah own hometown, a priestly town wey dey small north of Jerusalem—so dis plan against am come from im own neighbours and im own blood. ²²so di Papa of heaven army talk say: I dey about to punish dem. Dia young men go die by sword, dia sons and daughters go die by famine. ²³No remnant go survive; I go bring disaster on top di people of Anathoth for di year of dia punishment.