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Jeremiah 50

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Di Prophecy Wey our Papa Talk Against Babylon

The empire wey carry Judah go, dem don judge am too: Bel shame, dem pull the walls down, and the land remain for jackals. For the same time Israel and Judah dey come back dey cry, dey ask the road to Zion and to dem Papa; dem search for dem guilt but no find am, and dem Redeemer strong.

Chapter 50.

Di word wey our Papa talk concerning Babylon, di land of di Babylon people, through Jeremiah di prophet:

Announce am among di nations make everybody hear; raise banner make you proclaim am; no hide anything. Talk say: Dem don capture Babylon; shame don catch Bel, dem don scatter Marduk. Shame don catch her images, dem don scatter her idols. a a v2 Bel and Marduk na di chief gods of Babylon. Bicos one nation dey comot from di north dey come against her; e go turn her land to waste place, and nobody go live inside am. People and animal don run comot; dem don go.

For those days and for that time, na so our Papa talk, di children of Israel go come, dem and di children of Judah together; dem go dey waka dey cry, and dem go dey find their Papa. Dem go ask di road wey go Zion, their face go face that side: “Make una come, make we join ourselves to our Papa for Covenant wey no go ever end, wey person no go ever forget.” My people don turn to sheep wey lost; their shepherds carry dem go astray, comot dem loose for di mountains. Dem waka from mountain go hill; dem forget where dem for rest. Everybody wey find dem chop dem finish, and their enemies talk say, “We no do wrong, bicos dem sin against Oga, their true grazing place, Oga, di hope of their ancestors.” Run comot from inside Babylon; comot from di land of di Babylon people, and be like di he-goat wey dey lead di flock. Bicos see, I dey stir up and I dey bring against Babylon plenty great nations wey gather from di land of di north. Dem go line up their self against her, and from there dem go capture her. Their arrow dey fly like di one of warrior wey sabi war, wey no dey ever return empty-hand. Dem go loot Babylonia; everybody wey loot her go belle-full, na so our Papa talk.

Bicos una dey rejoice, bicos una dey celebrate, una wey loot my own heritage, bicos una dey jump around like cow wey dey thresh grain and una dey neigh like horse, shame go catch una mama well well; di one wey born una go carry disgrace. See, she go be di last among di nations—empty bush, dry land, desert. Bicos of our Papa vex, nobody go live inside her; she go turn to complete waste place. Everybody wey pass by Babylon go shock and go dey hiss at all her wounds. Take una position against Babylon all around, all una wey dey shoot arrow. Shoot her; no spare any arrow, bicos she sin against our Papa. Shout against her for every side; she don surrender. Her towers don fall; dem don pull her walls down. Since na our Papa justice be this, do justice against her; do her wetin she do. Cut comot from Babylon di person wey dey plant and di person wey dey harvest. Before di sword of di one wey dey oppress, everybody go turn go back to im own people, and everybody go run go im own land.

Israel na flock wey scatter, wey lions don chase comot. First na di king of Assyria chop am, and now for di end Nebuchadnezzar king of Babylon don chew im bones.

Na dis wetin di Papa of heaven army, our Papa of Israel, talk: I go punish di king of Babylon and im land di same way wey I punish di king of Assyria. I go bring Israel come back to im own grazing place, and e go dey graze for Carmel and Bashan; for di hills of Ephraim and Gilead im soul go belle-full. For those days and for that time, na so our Papa talk, dem go find Israel guilt but e no go dey; dem go find di sins of Judah but dem no go find any, bicos I go forgive di remnant wey I leave alive.

Go up against di land of Merathaim, and against those wey dey live for Pekod. Kill dem and set dem apart for total destruction, na so our Papa talk; do everything wey I command you. Di noise of battle dey for di land, and great destruction. See how dem cut down and break di hammer of di whole earth! See how Babylon don turn to horror thing among di nations! I set trap for you, Babylon, and dem catch you before you sabi. Dem find you and grab you bicos you fight against our Papa.

Our Papa don open im weapon store and bring out di weapons of im vex, bicos di Papa of heaven army get work to do for di land of di Babylon people. Come against her from every corner; open her grain stores; pile her up like heap of grain. Set her apart for total destruction; make nothing remain of her. Kill all her young bulls; make dem go down to di slaughter. Trouble dey for dem, bicos their day don reach, di time wey dem go punish dem. Listen—people wey run and escape from di land of Babylon, dem dey come Zion to announce our Papa justice, im justice for im temple. Call di people wey dey shoot arrow against Babylon, all wey dey bend di bow. Camp around her for every side; make nobody escape. Pay her back according to her deeds; do her everything wey she do. Bicos she don proud against our Papa, against di Holy One of Israel.

Na why her young men go fall for her streets, and all her soldiers go quiet for that day, na so our Papa talk. See, I dey against you, you proud one, na so di Papa of heaven army talk, bicos your day don reach, di time wey I go punish you. Di proud one go stumble and fall, and nobody go dey to raise am up. I go light fire for im cities, and e go chop everything around am finish. Na dis wetin di Papa of heaven army talk: Dem dey oppress di children of Israel, and di children of Judah with dem. All wey capture dem hold dem tight; dem refuse to let dem go.

Di One wey go redeem dem strong; di Papa of heaven army na im name. E go surely fight their case, to bring rest come di earth but wahala to those wey dey live for Babylon.

Sword against di Babylon people, na so our Papa talk, and against those wey dey live for Babylon, and against her officials and her wise men! Sword against di false prophets, and dem go turn to fools! Sword against her warriors, and dem go scatter! Sword against her horses and her chariots, and against all di foreign troops wey dey inside her, and dem go turn to like women! Sword against her treasures, and dem go loot dem! Drought against her waters, and dem go dry up! Bicos na land of idols, and dem dey craze over their dreadful images. Na why desert creatures and hyenas go live there, and ostriches go dwell inside her. Nobody go ever live there again or stay inside am through all generations. Just like when our Papa overthrow Sodom and Gomorrah and di towns wey dey near dem, na so our Papa talk, so nobody go live there; no human being go stay inside her. See, one army dey come from di north; one great nation and plenty kings dey rise from di farthest parts of di earth. Dem hold bow and spear; dem wicked and dem no dey show mercy. Their sound dey roar like di sea as dem dey ride for horse, dem line up like man for battle against you, Daughter of Babylon. Di king of Babylon don hear di report about dem, and im hand don hang weak. Anguish don grab am, pain like woman wey dey labour. See, like lion wey dey comot up from di thick bush of Jordan go settled grazing place, for one moment I go chase Babylon comot from her land, and I go appoint over her whoever I choose. Bicos who be like me? Who fit summon me? Which shepherd fit stand before me?

Na why make una hear di plan wey our Papa don make against Babylon and di purposes wey e don form against di land of di Babylon people: For sure dem go drag away di small ones of their flock; for sure their grazing place go shock at wetin happen to dem. For di sound of Babylon capture di earth go shake, and dem go hear her cry among di nations.

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