Di Papa Go Judge di Nations
The nations wey sell Judah pikin dem and carry the temple treasure go, dem summon dem come down for Valley of Jehoshaphat for judgment. Our Papa roar from Zion, but e be hiding place for im people; wine dey flow for the hills, and e dey live for Zion.
3 1"Bicos look am, for those days and for dat time, wen I go bring back di better tin for Judah and Jerusalem, 2I go gather all di nations togeda and carry dem come down go di Valley of Jehoshaphat. Na dere I go judge dem on behalf of my people, my inheritance Israel, wey dem scatter among di nations; bicos dem share my land, a a v2 Jehoshaphat mean "di Papa dey judge" — di name of di valley dey announce di very judgment wey dey happen dere. 3and dem cast lots for my people. Dem trade boy for prostitute, and sell girl for wine to drink.
4"Now wetin una get against me, Tyre and Sidon, and all di regions of Philistia? Una dey pay me back for someting wey I do? If na pay una dey pay me back, quick-quick and sharp-sharp I go bring wetin una do come back for una own head. 5Bicos una take my silver and my gold and carry my finest treasure enter una temples. 6Una sell di people of Judah and Jerusalem give di Greeks, so dat una fit send dem go far comot for dem own land.
7"But look am, I dey wake dem up from di place wey una sell dem to, and I go bring wetin una do come back for una own head. 8I go sell una sons and daughters give di people of Judah, and dem go sell dem give di Sabeans, give one nation wey dey far well-well—bicos our Papa don talk am."
9Announce dis one among di nations: Prepare for war! Wake di warriors up! Make all di fighting men come near and come up. 10Beat una plowshares turn dem to sword and una pruning hook turn dem to spear; make di weak one talk say, "I be warrior." 11Hurry come, all una nations wey dey surround am, and gather una sef for dere. Bring una warriors come down, our Papa.
12"Make di nations wake dem sef up and come up go di Valley of Jehoshaphat; bicos na dere I go sidon to judge all di nations wey dey surround am. 13Swing di sickle, bicos di harvest don ripe. Come, trample am, bicos di winepress don full and di vats dey overflow—bicos dem wickedness plenty well-well."
14Plenty plenty people, plenty plenty people for di valley of decision! Bicos di day of our Papa don near for di valley of decision. 15Di sun and di moon go dark, and di stars hold dem light back. 16Our Papa dey roar from Zion and dey raise im voice from Jerusalem; di heavens and di earth dey shake. But our Papa na hiding place for im people, na strong tower for di children of Israel.
Di Papa Go Restore Im People
17"Den una go know say na me be una Papa, wey dey live for Zion, my holy mountain. Jerusalem go holy, and strangers no go pass through am again forever.
18"And for dat day di mountains go drip sweet wine, di hills go flow milk, and all di streambeds of Judah go run water. One spring go flow comot from my house and water di Valley of Acacias. 19Egypt go turn to empty land and Edom go turn to desolate wilderness, bicos of di violence wey dem do to di people of Judah, for wey land dem shed innocent blood. 20But people go dey live for Judah forever, and for Jerusalem through all generations. 21I go clean di guilt of di blood wey dem shed against dem—wey I never clean yet—bicos our Papa dey dwell for Zion." b b v21 Where oda Bibles talk say "avenge their blood," na defend our Papa dey defend im children against those wey shed dem blood — e dey bring vindication, no be cold pay-back.
