Wetin Mama Tok Give One King
Queen mother warn her pikin, the king, say wine dey make rulers forget the right of people wey dem dey oppress, so e must talk for people wey no get voice. Then na picture of capable wife wey dey buy land, dey trade make profit, dey work pass dark, and dem dey praise her for the city gate.
31 1Di words of King Lemuel—di message wey im mama teach am: 2Wetin, my pikin? Wetin, pikin wey comot for my belle? Wetin, pikin wey I promise for? 3No give your strength give women, or your ways give dem wey dey spoil kings. 4E no good for kings, Lemuel—e no good for kings to dey drink wine, or for oga-dem to dey crave for strong drink. 5Because if dem drink, dem go forget wetin dem don rule, and go twist di right of all di people wey dem dey oppress. 6Give strong drink to person wey dey die, and wine to dem wey dey inside bitter suffering. 7Make dem drink and forget dia poverty, and no remember dia suffering again. 8Open your mouth for dem wey no fit talk, for di right of all dem wey dem leave with nothing. 9Open your mouth, judge for correct-and-holy way, and defend di right of di poor and di needy.
Woman Wey Get Mind
10Woman wey get mind—who fit find am? She dey worth pass jewel well well. 11Her husband heart dey trust for am, and nothing wey get value go miss am. 12She dey do am good, no be harm, all di days of her life. 13She dey find wool and flax, and dey work with hand wey ready. 14She dey like di trader ships, dey bring her food come from far. 15She dey wake up while e still dey night, dey provide food for her house, and dey share portion give her house girls. 16She dey consider one field and buy am; from di fruit of her hand she dey plant vineyard. 17She dey tie strength for her body and dey make her hand strong. 18She dey see sey her trading dey profit; her lamp no dey quench for night. 19She dey put her hand for di spinning staff, and her hand dey hold di spindle. 20She dey open her hand give di poor and dey stretch her hand reach di needy. 21She no dey fear for her house when snow dey fall, because all her house people wear scarlet cloth. 22She dey make covering for herself; her cloth na fine linen and purple. 23Dem sabi her husband for di city gates, when e dey sidon among di elders of di land. 24She dey make linen cloth and sell am, and dey supply sash give di traders. 25Strength and respect na her cloth, and she dey laugh di days wey dey come. 26She dey open her mouth with wisdom, and faithful teaching dey her tongue. 27She dey watch over di ways of her house and she no dey chop di bread of laziness. 28Her pikin-dem dey stand up and dey call am blessed; her husband too, and e dey praise am: 29“Plenty daughters don do well well, but you pass dem all.” 30Charm dey deceive and beauty dey pass quick, but woman wey dey reverence our Papa—dem go praise am. 31Give am di fruit of her hand, and make her works praise am for di city gates.
