Psalms 107

107 ¹Make una give thanks to our Papa, because e good; im love wey no dey change go last forever.

²Make dem wey our Papa don redeem talk am—dem wey e redeem comot for hand of di enemy, ³and e gather dem come from di different lands, from east and west, from north and from di sea.

⁴Some dey waka anyhow for wilderness, for desert wey dry, dem no fit find road go any city wey dem go settle. ⁵Hunger and thirst catch dem, dem soul weak. ⁶Den dem cry to our Papa for dem trouble, and e save dem comot for dem wahala. ⁷E lead dem for straight road, make dem reach city wey dem go settle. ⁸Make dem thank our Papa for im love wey no dey change, for di wonderful works wey e dey do for di pikin of man. ⁹Because e dey satisfy di soul wey dey want, and e dey fill di hungry soul with good things.

¹⁰Some sidon for darkness and di shadow of death, prisoners wey suffer inside iron chain, ¹¹because dem don rebel against di words of our Papa and dem spit for di counsel of di Most High. ¹²So e humble dem heart with hard work; dem fall, and nobody dey to help. ¹³Den dem cry to our Papa for dem trouble, and e save dem comot for dem wahala. ¹⁴E bring dem comot for darkness and di shadow of death, and e tear dem chain. ¹⁵Make dem thank our Papa for im love wey no dey change, for di wonderful works wey e dey do for di pikin of man. ¹⁶Because e break di bronze doors kpata-kpata and e cut di iron bars.

¹⁷Some turn to fool because of dem rebellious way, and because of dem sin dem suffer. ¹⁸Dem hate all food and dem near di gate of death. ¹⁹Den dem cry to our Papa for dem trouble, and e save dem comot for dem wahala. ²⁰E send im word come heal dem, and e rescue dem comot for di pit. ²¹Make dem thank our Papa for im love wey no dey change, for di wonderful works wey e dey do for di pikin of man. ²²And make dem offer sacrifice of thanksgiving, and make dem tok about im work with song of joy.

²³Some go down to di sea inside ship, dem dey do business for di big waters. ²⁴Dem see di work of our Papa, im wonderful works for di deep. ²⁵Because e tok, and e raise storm wind wey lift di waves high. ²⁶Dem go up reach heaven and dem sink go down to di deep; dem heart melt for dem fear. ²⁷Dem dey stagger like person wey drink, and all dem sense finish. ²⁸Den dem cry to our Papa for dem trouble, and e bring dem comot for dem wahala. ²⁹E make di storm calm quiet-quiet, and di waves of di sea keep quiet. ³⁰Den dem happy because di water calm down, and e lead dem go di harbor wey dem want. ³¹Make dem thank our Papa for im love wey no dey change, for di wonderful works wey e dey do for di pikin of man. ³²Make dem lift am high for di gathering of di people, and make dem praise am for di council of di elders.

³³E dey turn river to desert, spring of water to dry ground, ³⁴land wey dey bear fruit to salt waste land, because of di evil of dem wey dey live inside am. ³⁵E dey turn desert to pool of water, dry land to spring of water. ³⁶For there e settle di hungry people, and dem build city wey dem go live. ³⁷Dem plant for field and plant vineyard wey dey bring plenty harvest. ³⁸E bless dem, and dem multiply well well, and e no let dem animal reduce.

³⁹When dem reduce and dem bring dem low through oppression, calamity, and sorrow, ⁴⁰e pour shame for princes and e make dem waka for waste land wey no get road; ⁴¹but e lift di poor comot for suffer and e make dem family plenty like flock of sheep. ⁴²Di correct-and-holy people see am and dem glad, and all wickedness shut im mouth.

⁴³Whoever get sense, make e pay attention to dis things and make e consider di love wey no dey change of our Papa.