Where I Dey Hide
For di director of music. Na David own.
Friends advise David make e run go mountain like bird, because arrow don already dey for bow string and the foundation dey collapse. E no gree take the advice. Im Papa dey watch from im throne, dey test everybody, and the upright go see im face.
11 1Na for my Papa I don take cover. How una fit talk give my soul say, “Comot fly go your mountain like bird”? 2Bicos look—di wicked people dey pull dia bow; dem don set dia arrow for di string, so dem go shoot from inside darkness go hit di people wey get correct heart. 3If dem don scatter di foundation, wetin di correct-and-holy person fit do? 4Our Papa dey inside im holy temple; di throne of our Papa dey for heaven. Im eyes dey watch; im look dey check di pikin dem of human being. 5Our Papa dey check di correct-and-holy person, but im soul hate di wicked person and anybody wey love violence. 6For di wicked people head, e go rain down trap—fire and sulfur and hot wind wey dey burn go be di share for dia cup. 7Bicos our Papa na correct-and-holy person; e love correct-and-holy work. Di people wey get correct heart go see im face. a a v7 Di deepest reward wey dis psalm mention no be safety, na to see di face of our Papa — di correct-heart people belong for im side, and to dey with am na di whole point.
