Di Papa Warn: Run Comot for Jerusalem
Jeremiah dey watch as di siege dey close in, and im hear leaders dey promise peace over wound wey dem never treat. Our Papa give one way out: stop for di junction, ask for di old road, waka inside am. Di people answer say dem no go. Im call dem rejected silver.
6 1"Run go hide, una pikin of Benjamin, comot for Jerusalem! Blow di trumpet for Tekoa, and raise signal on top Beth-hakerem, because trouble dey come from di north side, one big-big destruction. 2Di fine and soft daughter of Zion—I go destroy am. 3Shepherd dem and dia animal go come against am; dem go pitch dia tent all around am, each one go dey feed for im own area."
4Prepare for war against am! Make we come, make we attack for afternoon! But wahala for us, because di day don dey go and di evening shadow don dey long. 5Make we come, make we attack for night and destroy im strong-strong wall dem!
6Because di Papa wey get all di army for heaven talk say: Cut down im tree dem and build siege ramp against Jerusalem. Dis city must to receive punishment; nothing dey inside am except oppression. 7"As well dey keep im water fresh, na so she dey keep her wickedness fresh. Violence and destruction dey make noise inside am; sickness and wound dey always before me. 8Take warning, Jerusalem, if not I go turn my back give you with vex, and I go make you empty place, land wey nobody dey live."
9Di Papa wey get all di army for heaven talk say: Dem go glean di remnant of Israel well-well like as person dey glean vine. Pass your hand for di branch dem again, like person wey dey gather grape.
10"Who I fit talk to and warn, wey go hear? Dia ear dem don close, so dem no fit hear. Di word of our Papa dey vex dem; dem no dey find joy for inside am.
11But I don full with di anger of our Papa; I don tire to hold am inside. Pour am for di pikin dem for street, for di young men wey gather togeda; both husband and wife go carry am, di old one and di very old one." 12Dia house dem go go to oda people, dia farm and dia wife togeda, because I go stretch out my hand against dem wey dey live for di land, na so our Papa talk. 13Because from di smallest one to di biggest one, all of dem greedy for money wey no correct; from prophet to priest, all of dem dey do trick. 14Dem dey bandage di wound of my people like say e no serious. 'Peace, peace,' na so dem dey talk, when peace no dey. 15Shame catch dem for dia dirty behaviour? No, shame no catch dem at all; dem no even sabi how to shame face. So dem go fall among dem wey don fall; dem go bring dem down wen I punish dem, na so our Papa talk.
16Na dis our Papa talk: Stand for where road dem meet and look; ask for di old road dem, where di good way dey, and waka inside am, and you go find rest for una soul. But dem talk say, 'We no go waka inside am.' 17I put watchman dem over you and talk say, 'Hear di sound of di trumpet!' But dem talk say, 'We no go hear.' 18"So make una hear, una nation dem; take note, una witness dem, wetin go happen to dem. 19Hear, earth: I dey bring trouble on dis people, di fruit of dia own plan, because dem no listen to my word and dem don reject my teaching. 20Wetin concern me with incense from Sheba or sweet cane from far-far land? Una burnt offering dem no dey acceptable; una sacrifice dem no dey please me."
21So na dis our Papa talk: I go put stumbling-block dem before dis people. Papa-mama and pikin dem go stumble on top am; neighbour and friend dem go perish.
22Na dis our Papa talk: Look, one army dey come from di land of di north; one big nation dey rise from di ends of di earth. 23Dem grab bow and spear; dem wicked and dem no dey show mercy. Dia sound dey roar like di sea as dem dey ride on top horse, dem line up for war against you, daughter of Zion.
24We don hear di report about dem, and our hand dem don hang limp. Sorrow don grip us, pain like di one of woman wey dey born pikin. 25No go out to di farm or waka for di road, because di enemy get sword, and fear dey for every side. 26Daughter of my people, wear mourning cloth and roll for ash; cry with bitter wailing like as person dey cry for im only pikin, because sharp-sharp di destroyer go come on top us.
27"I don make you person wey dey test metal among my people, so that you fit watch and test dia way dem. 28Dem all na hard-head rebel dem, dey waka around dey spread bad talk. Dem be bronze and iron; all of dem dey do corrupt tin. 29Di bellows dey blow strong-strong to burn away di lead with fire, but di refining no work; di wicked people dem no comot. 30Dem dey call dem silver wey dem reject, because our Papa don reject dem."
