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Psalms 106

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Im Love Wey No Dey Change Go Last Forever

Di same history from di other side, as confession. Dem forget for di sea, dem crave for desert, dem make di calf, dem sacrifice dia own pikin. Again and again we Papa hand dem over, hear dem cry, and still remember im covenant.

Chapter 106.

Hallelujah! Make una give our Papa thank you, because e good; im Covenant love no dey change, e go last forever.

Who fit tok all di mighty work wey our Papa do, or shout all im praise? Blessing dey for dem wey dey do justice, wey dey always do wetin correct.

Remember me, our Papa, wit di favour wey you dey show your people; come to me wit your salvation, so dat I fit see di better-better tin wey your chosen ones dey enjoy, rejoice wit di gladness of your nation, and dance wit joy togeda wit your inheritance.

We don sin, jus like our grandpapa-and-grandmama dem do; we don do wrong, we don do wickedness. Wen our grandpapa-and-grandmama dem dey for Egypt, dem no consider your wonders; dem no remember how plenty your Covenant love be, but dem rebel for beside di sea, for di Red Sea. a a v7 Hebrew: Yam Suf, "Sea of Reeds." But still, e save dem because of im name, so dat e go make im mighty power known. E talk strong to di Red Sea, and e dry; e lead dem pass di deep water like say na desert. E save dem from di hand of di one wey hate dem, and e redeem dem from di hand of di enemy. Di waters cover dia enemies; not even one of dem remain. Den dem believe im words; dem sing im praise.

But sharp-sharp dem forget di tins wey e do; dem no wait for im advice. For di wilderness dem gree for dia strong craving, and for di dry-dry place dem test our Papa. So e give dem wetin dem ask for, but e send sickness wey dey waste dem body come among dem. For di camp dem begin jealous Moses, and Aaron, di holy one of our Papa. Di ground open and swallow Dathan, and cover di company of Abiram. Fire blaze against dia company; flame burn di wicked people finish.

For Horeb dem make one calf and bow down to image wey dem melt metal make. Dem exchange dia glory for di image of ox wey dey chop grass. Dem forget our Papa, dia Savior, wey don do great-great tins for Egypt, wonders for di land of Ham, tins wey go make person shake for di Red Sea. b b v22 Di land of Ham na old poetic name for Egypt. So e talk say e go destroy dem—if to say Moses, im chosen one, no been stand for di gap in front of am, to turn im anger comot from destroying dem.

Den dem despise di sweet land; dem no believe im promise. Dem grumble for dia tents and dem no listen to di voice of our Papa. So e raise im hand and swear say e go make dem fall for di wilderness, and make dia pikin-pikin fall among di nations and scatter dem all over di lands.

Dem join demsef to di Baal of Peor and chop sacrifices wey dem offer to dead gods wey no get life. Dem provoke am to anger wit di tins wey dem do, and plague burst comot among dem. But Phinehas stand up and enter di mata, and di plague stop. And dem count am for am as correct-and-holy way, for all generations forever. For di waters of Meribah dem make am vex, and e turn bad for Moses because of dem, because dem make im spirit bitter, and e tok anyhow wit im mout.

Dem no destroy di peoples, as our Papa don command dem, but dem mix wit di nations and learn dia ways. Dem serve dia idols, wey turn to trap for dem. Dem sacrifice dia sons and dia daughters to di demons. Dem pour out innocent blood, di blood of dia sons and daughters, wey dem sacrifice to di idols of Canaan, and blood defile di land. Dem come dirty demsef wit di tins wey dem do and dem carry dia actions dey do like ashawo.

So di anger of our Papa burn against im people, and e hate im inheritance. E hand dem over to di nations, and dem wey hate dem rule over dem. Dia enemies oppress dem, and dem put dem under dia power. Plenty times e deliver dem, but for all dia plans dem still dey do rebellion, But still, e look dia suffer wen e hear dia cry. For dia sake e remember im Covenant, and e change im mind because of how plenty im loyal love be. E move di heart of all dem wey carry dem go captivity make dem take pity on dem.

Save us, our Papa, and gather us comot from among di nations, so dat we go give your holy name thank you and dance wit joy for your praise.

Blessing dey for di Papa of Israel, from forever to forever! And make all di people tok, "Amen!" Hallelujah!

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