Jeremiah 13

13 ¹Na dis one our Papa talk give me: “Go, buy linen loincloth for yourself, tie am for your waist, but no let am touch water.”

²So I buy di loincloth, as our Papa don talk, and I tie am for my waist.

³Den di word of our Papa come to me di second time:

⁴“Take di loincloth wey you buy, di one wey dey your waist, get up, go Euphrates, and hide am inside crack wey dey di rock.”

⁵So I go hide am for Euphrates side, as our Papa don command me.

⁶After plenty days our Papa tell me, “Get up, go Euphrates, and go bring di loincloth wey I tell you say make you hide for there.”

⁷So I go Euphrates, dig di loincloth comot, and take am from where I hide am. But e don spoil, e no good for anytin again.

⁸Den di word of our Papa come to me:

⁹“Na dis one our Papa talk: Na so I go spoil Judah im pride and Jerusalem im big-big pride. ¹⁰Dis wicked people, wey refuse to hear my words, wey dey follow dia stubborn heart, wey dey run after oda gods to serve dem and bow for dem, go be like dis loincloth—wey no good for anytin. ¹¹As loincloth dey hold tight to man im waist, na so I make all Israel and all Judah hold tight to me, our Papa talk, so dat dem go be my people, my name, my praise, and my glory—but dem no gree listen.

Every Jar Go Full With Judgment

¹²“So tell dem: Di Papa of Israel talk say: Every jar suppose full with wine. Dem go answer, ‘Abi we no know say every jar suppose full with wine?’ ¹³Den tell dem: Na dis one our Papa talk: I dey near to full everybody wey dey dis land with drunk—di kings wey dey sidon for David im throne, di priests, di prophets, and everybody wey dey Jerusalem. ¹⁴I go knock dem against each oda, papa and mama and dia pikin dem sef, our Papa talk. No pity, no sparing, no mercy go stop me from destroy dem.”

Hear Am Before Di Darkness Fall

¹⁵Listen well and put ear; make you no dey proud, because our Papa don talk. ¹⁶Give glory to your Papa before e bring darkness, before your leg go stumble for di mountains wey dey grow dark; you go dey hope for light, but e go turn am into deep gloom and make am total darkness. ¹⁷But if you no go listen, I go cry for hidden place because of your pride; my eyes go cry bitterly and pour tears well well, because dem don carry our Papa im flock go captivity. ¹⁸Tell di king and di queen mama: Make una humble unaself and sidon, because una glorious crown don fall comot from una head. ¹⁹Dem don shut di towns of di Negev, and nobody dey to open dem. Dem carry all Judah go exile, dem carry am comot patapata. ²⁰Look up and see dem wey dey come from di north. Where di flock wey dem give you, your fine flock? ²¹Wetin you go talk wen our Papa go put dem wey you yourself train as your friends make dem rule over you? Abi pain no go grip you like woman wey dey born pikin? ²²And if you ask yourself, “Why dis tins take happen to me?”—na because of di plenty of your guilt make dem strip your skirt comot and dem spoil you. ²³Ethiopian fit change im skin, or leopard im spots? Den you sef fit do good—you wey dem train to do evil. ^a a v23 Cush na di land wey dey south of Egypt for di upper Nile, for di region of di Sudan and Ethiopia of today.

²⁴I go scatter you like chaff wey di desert wind dey blow comot. ²⁵Na dis be your share, di portion wey I don measure give you, our Papa talk, because you don forget me and put trust for lies. ²⁶“So na me myself go pull your skirt up cover your face, and dem go see your shame. ²⁷Your adultery, your lust wey dey neigh like horse, your prostitution wey no get shame—for di hills and for di open field I don see your detestable tins. Woe to you, Jerusalem! How long e go take before dem make you clean?”