Jeremiah 30

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

²Na dis be wetin our Papa of Israel talk: Write for book all di words wey I don talk give you. ³Look—days dey come, na our Papa talk am, wey I go restore di fortunes of my people Israel and Judah, na our Papa talk, and bring dem come back to di land wey I give dia ancestors, and dem go possess am.

⁴Na dis be di words wey our Papa talk concerning Israel and Judah:

⁵Na dis be wetin our Papa talk: "We hear cry of terror—fear dey, no peace. ⁶Ask now and see: man fit born pikin? Why den I dey see every strong man wit im hands for im sides like woman wey dey labour, and every face don turn pale? ⁷How dat day bad no be small! Nothing dey like am. Na time of trouble for Jacob—but from inside am, dem go save am. ⁸For dat day, na di Papa of heaven army talk am, I go break di yoke comot for your neck and cut your chains, and strangers no go make am slave again. ⁹Instead dem go serve our Papa, and David dia king, wey I go raise up for dem. ¹⁰So no fear, Jacob my servant, na our Papa talk am, and no let your heart cut, Israel; for look—I go save you from far place, and your children from di land wey dem carry dem go captivity. Jacob go come back to quiet and rest, and nobody go make am fear. ¹¹For I dey wit you to save you, na our Papa talk am. Even though I finish all di nations wey I scatter you among dem, I no go finish you. But I go correct you wit justice, and I no go leave you free finish witout punishment."

¹²For na dis be wetin our Papa talk: "Your injury no get cure, your wound heavy well well. ¹³Nobody dey to beg your case; for your wound no medicine dey, no healing for you. ¹⁴All your lovers don forget you; dem no send you at all. For I don beat you as enemy dey beat, wit di correction of wicked person, because your guilt plenty and your sins plenty. ¹⁵Why you dey cry over your injury? Your pain no get cure. Because your guilt plenty and your sins plenty, na so I don do dis things to you. ¹⁶Na so all wey dey chop you go chop, and all your enemies—every one of dem—go enter captivity; dem wey dey loot you, dem go loot dem, and all wey dey hunt you like prey, I go hand dem over as prey." ¹⁷For I go restore your health and heal your wounds, na our Papa talk am, because dem call you outcast: "Na dis be Zion—nobody send her."

¹⁸Na dis be wetin our Papa talk: "Look—I go restore di fortunes of Jacob tents and my belle go dey pain me for im homes; dem go build di city back for im mound, and di palace go stand for where e suppose stand. ¹⁹From dem thanksgiving go comot and di sound of celebration. I go make dem plenty, and dem no go few; I go honour dem, and dem no go small. ²⁰Dia children go be like dem be for before time, and dia assembly go stand strong before me, and I go punish all wey dey oppress dem. ²¹Dia leader go be one of dia own, and dia ruler go comot from among dem. I go bring am near, and he go come close to me—for who go otherwise dare put im life for risk to come close to me? na our Papa talk am. ^a a v21 Di ruler wey alone dem bring near to come close to our Papa dey point forward to Jesus, di one wey open di way to di Papa for all im children. ²²And una go be my children, and I go be una Papa."

²³Look—di storm of our Papa! Anger don comot, tempest wey dey sweep; e go whirl come down for di head of di wicked. ²⁴Di burning anger of our Papa no go turn back until he don carry out and complete di purposes of im heart. For di days wey dey come you go understand dis.