Micah 3

3 ¹Then I talk say: Make una hear, una leaders of Jacob, una rulers of di house of Israel! No be una work be to sabi justice? ²Una wey hate wetin good and love wetin bad, wey dey tear di skin comot from my people and their flesh comot from their bone; ³wey dey chop di flesh of my people, dey peel their skin comot, and dey break their bone into pieces; wey dey cut them like meat wey dem go put for pot, like flesh wey dey inside big pot. ⁴Then dem go cry go meet our Papa, but E no go answer them; E go hide im face from them for dat time, because of di bad wey dem don do.

⁵Na dis be wetin our Papa talk about di prophets wey dey lead my people go astray: when dem chop, dem dey cry "Peace," but dem dey declare war for anybody wey no put anything for their mouth. ⁶Na so night go come cover una, without vision; darkness go cover una, without divination. Di sun go set for di prophets, and di day go dark for them. ⁷Shame go catch di seers and di diviners go disgrace; dem all go cover their mouth for shame, because answer no dey come from our Papa.

⁸But as for me, I full with power—with di Spirit of our Papa—and with justice and strong-strong power, to tell Jacob im rebellion and to tell Israel im sin. ⁹Make una hear dis, una leaders of di house of Jacob and rulers of di house of Israel, wey dey despise justice and dey twist everything wey correct, ¹⁰wey dey build Zion with blood wey dem shed and Jerusalem with wickedness. ¹¹Her leaders dey judge because of bribe, her priests dey teach because of money, and her prophets dey do divination because of silver; yet dem dey lean on our Papa and dey talk say, "No be our Papa dey among us? No trouble fit come meet us." ¹²Na so because of una, dem go plough Zion like farm, Jerusalem go turn heap of rubble, and di temple mountain go turn bush wey full with tree.