Jeremiah 8

8 ¹"For dat time,' na so our Papa talk, 'dem go comot di bones of Judah kings, dem officials, di priests, di prophets, and di people of Jerusalem from dem grave. ²Dem go spread am for front of di sun, di moon, and all di army of heaven wey dem love, wey dem serve, wey dem follow, wey dem ask for advice, and wey dem worship—nobody go gather dem, nobody go bury dem, dem go be like dung for di ground. ³All di remnant of dis wicked family, anywhere wey I don scatter dem go, dem go choose death pass life,' na so di Papa of di army for heaven talk.

People Wey No Go Turn Come Back

⁴"Tell dem, 'Na dis one our Papa talk: If people fall, dem no dey stand up? If person turn comot, e no dey turn come back? ⁵Why dis people, Jerusalem, come turn comot dey backslide all di time? Dem hold lie tight-tight; dem no gree turn come back.' ⁶I don listen well-well, but dem no dey talk wetin correct. Nobody dey turn from im wickedness, dey ask, 'Wetin I don do?' Everybody dey run im own road, like horse wey dey rush enter war. ⁷Even di stork for di sky sabi di time wey dem set for am, and di turtledove, di swift, and di crane dey keep di time wey dem dey come. But my people no sabi di correct-and-holy way of dem Papa. ⁸How una fit talk say, 'We get sense, and di law of our Papa dey with us,' when to talk true, di lie pen of di scribes don turn am to lie? ⁹Shame go catch di people wey get sense; dem go fear and dem go fall inside trap. See, dem don reject my word, so wetin sense remain for inside dem? ¹⁰Naim make I go give dem wives to other people and dem farm to new owners. For from di smallest to di biggest, everybody get greedy for money wey no correct; from prophet to priest, everybody dey do deceit.' ¹¹Dem dey dress di wound of di daughter of my people as if e be like say na notin, dey talk, 'Peace, peace,' when peace no dey. ¹²Shame catch dem for di disgusting things wey dem do? No, shame no catch dem at all; dem no even sabi how to blush. So dem go fall among di people wey don fall; wen I settle dem, dem go fall down,' na so our Papa talk. ¹³'I go surely gather dem come,' na so our Papa talk. 'Grapes no go dey for di vine, figs no go dey for di fig tree, and di leaf go dry; wetin I give dem go comot from dem hand.'

¹⁴"Why we dey sidon here? Make we gather together! Make we run go di cities wey get strong wall, make we die for there, because our Papa don judge us make we die and e don give us poison water make we drink, because we don sin against am."

¹⁵We bin dey hope for peace, but no good thing come; we hope for time wey we go well, but na fear-fear come instead. ¹⁶Di noise wey di horse of di enemy dey make, dem dey hear am from Dan; wen dem hear di sound of dem strong horse dey cry, di whole land dey shake. Dem come and dem chop di land and everything wey dey inside am, di city and everybody wey dey live for there.

¹⁷"See, I dey send poison snakes among una, vipers wey nobody fit charm, and dem go bite una," na so our Papa talk.

Jeremiah Cry for Im People

¹⁸My joy don comot, sorrow don cover me; my heart dey sick for inside me. ¹⁹Listen—di cry of di daughter of my people from land wey far well-well: "Our Papa no dey for Zion? Im King no dey inside am again?" "Why dem provoke me make I vex with dem carved images, with dem foreign idols wey no worth anything? ²⁰Di harvest don pass, di dry season don end, and dem never save us." ²¹Because of di wound of di daughter of my people, my heart don crush; I dey mourn, and fear don grip me. ²²Medicine no dey for Gilead? Doctor no dey there? Why di healing of di daughter of my people never come?