Job 24

24 ¹"Why di Almighty no dey set time for judgment? Why di people wey know am no dey ever see im days? ²Di wicked people dey shift boundary stone; dem dey seize animal-them come dey feed dem like say na dem own. ³Dem dey drive comot di donkey wey belong to pikin wey no get papa; dem dey collect di widow im ox as security. ⁴Dem dey push di people wey dey need help comot for road, so dat di poor people for di land go hide. ⁵See—like wild donkey for wilderness, di poor people dey go out to dem work, dey find food anyhow; na di dry land dey produce bread for dem pikin-them. ⁶Dem dey harvest grass for farm wey no be dia own, and dem dey pick di remain for di vineyard of wicked people. ⁷Dem dey sleep naked for night, without cloth, no covering to fight di cold. ⁸Di rain wey dey fall for mountain dey soak dem well-well, and dem dey hug di rock because dem no get shelter. ⁹Dem dey snatch di pikin wey no get papa comot for im mama breast, come dey seize di poor man im baby as security. ¹⁰Dem dey waka naked, without cloth; hunger dey kill dem, still dem dey carry di bundle of corn. ¹¹For inside di olive garden dem dey press oil; dem dey work for winepress, but thirst dey catch dem. ¹²For inside di city, di people wey dey die dey groan, and di throat of di people wey dem wound dey cry for help—but God no dey blame anybody for di wrong wey dem do.

¹³"Some people dey rebel against di light; dem no know im road or stay for im path. ¹⁴For early morning di murderer dey wake up to kill di poor and di needy, and for night e dey waka about like thief. ¹⁵Di eye of di man wey dey do adultery dey wait for evening time, e dey think, ‘No eye go see me,’ and e dey hide im face. ¹⁶For darkness dem dey break enter house; for daytime dem dey lock demself inside, because dem no want anything to do with light. ¹⁷Because deep darkness na like morning to all of dem; dem dey feel at home with di things wey dey scare person for inside darkness.

¹⁸"But you talk say dem dey fast for on top di water; di part of land wey be dem own dey under curse, and nobody dey turn go dem vineyard. ¹⁹Just as dry season and heat dey carry di ice wey dey melt comot, na so grave dey snatch di people wey do sin. ²⁰Di belle wey born dem dey forget dem; worm dey chop dem; nobody go remember dem again, and wickedness go break like tree. ²¹Dem dey oppress di woman wey no fit born, wey no get pikin, come dem no dey show di widow any kindness.

²²"But with im power, God dey drag di strong people comot; e dey rise up, and nobody dey sure of im own life. ²³God dey allow dem rest for safety, and dem dey lean on am, but im eye dey on top dem ways. ²⁴Dem dey lifted up for small time, come dem don go; dem dey brought down come dem gather dem like everybody else, dem cut dem off like head of corn. ²⁵If e no be so, who fit prove say I be liar come make my words turn to nothing?"