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Psalms 119

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I Dey Enjoy Every Word

Di longest chapter for di Bible, twenty-two alphabet stanzas on one subject: di word of we Papa wey person dey live with every day. Dem dey mock di writer, hunt am, afflict am, e near finish, and still e call dat instruction im song, im freedom, im lamp, im counsellors.

Chapter 119.

Blessing dey for those wey their way no get blame, wey dey waka for our Papa instruction. Blessing dey for those wey dey keep im testimonies, wey dey find am with their whole heart. Dem no dey do bad; dem dey waka for im ways. You don command say make dem keep your precepts well-well. Ah, make my ways stand strong to dey keep your statutes! Then shame no go catch me wen I look all your commandments. I go praise you with correct heart wen I learn your correct-and-holy judgments. I go keep your statutes; no comot leave me at all.

How young man fit keep im way clean? Na by guarding am according to your word. With my whole heart I dey find you; no let me waka comot from your commandments. I don keep your word like treasure for my heart, so that I no go sin against you. Blessing dey for you, my Papa; teach me your statutes. With my mouth I dey talk all di judgments wey comot from your mouth. For di way of your testimonies I dey rejoice, like say na plenty riches. I go meditate on your precepts and set my eyes on your ways. I dey enjoy your statutes; I no go forget your word.

Do generous to your servant, so that I go live and keep your word. Open my eyes, so that I go see wonderful things from your instruction. I be stranger for dis earth; no hide your commandments from me. My soul dey melt with longing for your judgments all di time. You dey rebuke di proud people, di cursed ones, wey dey waka comot from your commandments. Comot shame and disgrace from me, because I dey keep your testimonies. Even as princes sidon dey talk against me, your servant dey meditate on your statutes. Your testimonies na my joy; dem be my advisers.

My soul dey stick for ground; give me life according to your word. I tell you my ways, and you answer me; teach me your statutes. Make me understand di way of your precepts, and I go meditate on your wonderful works. My soul dey melt for sorrow; strong me according to your word. Keep me far from di way of lie, and by your grace give me your instruction. I don choose di way of faithfulness; I don put your judgments for my front. I dey hold your testimonies tight, my Papa; no let shame catch me. I go run for di way of your commandments, because you dey make my heart big.

Teach me, my Papa, di way of your statutes, and I go keep am till di end. Give me understanding, so that I go keep your instruction and obey am with my whole heart. Lead me for di path of your commandments, because I dey enjoy am. Turn my heart go your testimonies, and not to selfish gain. Turn my eyes from dey look useless things; give me life for your ways. Confirm to your servant your promise, wey be for those wey dey fear you. Comot di shame wey I dey fear, because your judgments dey good. I dey long for your precepts; for your correct-and-holy way give me life.

Make your love wey no dey change come reach me, my Papa, your salvation according to your promise. Then I go get answer for di one wey dey mock me, because I dey trust your word. And no comot di word of truth from my mouth at all, because my hope dey for your judgments. I go keep your instruction always, forever and ever. And I go waka for freedom, because I don find your precepts. I go talk about your testimonies for front of kings and shame no go catch me. I dey enjoy your commandments, wey I love. I raise my hands go your commandments, wey I love, and I dey meditate on your statutes.

Remember your word to your servant, wey you don make me get hope inside. Na dis be my comfort for my suffer, say your promise dey give me life. Di proud people dey mock me well-well, but I no dey turn comot from your instruction. Wen I think about your judgments from di old days, my Papa, I dey take comfort. Hot vex catch me because of di wicked people, wey dey forsake your instruction. Your statutes don be my songs everywhere wey I don stay. I dey remember your name for di night, my Papa, and I dey keep your instruction. Dis blessing don fall for me, say I don keep your precepts.

My Papa na my portion; I promise say I go keep your words. I dey find your favour with my whole heart; show me grace according to your promise. Wen I think about my ways, I turn my leg go your testimonies. I dey quick, I no dey delay to keep your commandments. Even as di rope of di wicked people wrap me, I no dey forget your instruction. For midnight I dey wake up to praise you for your correct-and-holy judgments. I be friend of all wey dey fear you, of those wey dey keep your precepts. Di earth full with your love wey no dey change, my Papa; teach me your statutes.

You don do good to your servant, my Papa, according to your word. Teach me good sense and knowledge, because I dey believe your commandments. Before suffer catch me I bin waka comot, but now I dey keep your word. You dey good and you dey do good; teach me your statutes. Di proud people dey smear me with lie, but with my whole heart I dey keep your precepts. Their heart hard like fat wey no dey feel anything, but I dey enjoy your instruction. Na good thing for me say suffer catch me, so that I go learn your statutes. Di instruction wey comot from your mouth better for me pass thousand thousand gold and silver.

Your hands don make and mould me; give me understanding so that I go learn your commandments. Those wey dey fear you go see me and rejoice, because I don put my hope for your word. I know, my Papa, say your judgments na correct-and-holy, and say na for faithfulness you let suffer catch me. Make your love wey no dey change comfort me according to your promise to your servant. Make your tender mercy wey dey pain belle come reach me, so that I go live; because your instruction na my joy. Make shame catch di proud people, because dem don wrong me with lie; but me, I go meditate on your precepts. Make those wey dey fear you turn come me, those wey sabi your testimonies. Make my heart no get blame for your statutes, so that shame no go catch me.

My soul dey faint dey wait for your salvation; I put my hope for your word. My eyes don tire dey watch for your promise; I dey ask, “Wen you go comfort me?” Because I don be like wine-bag wey dey inside smoke, but still I no dey forget your statutes. a a v83 Wine-bag wey dem hang for room wey full with smoke go shrink and turn black — na so di psalm writer dey paint im own tire-tire condition. How many days your servant get? Wen you go bring judgment on those wey dey persecute me? Di proud people don dig pit for me; dem no dey live according to your instruction. All your commandments na faithful; dem dey persecute me with lie; help me! Dem don almost finish me for dis earth, but I no forsake your precepts. For your love wey no dey change give me life, so that I go keep di testimonies wey comot from your mouth.

Forever, my Papa, your word stand firm for heaven. Your faithfulness dey stand for all generations; you don set di earth, and e stand strong. Dem still dey stand today by your order, because all things na your servants. If say your instruction no bin be my joy, I for don die for my suffer. I no go ever forget your precepts, because na through dem you don give me life. I be your own; save me, because I don find your precepts. Di wicked people dey hide dey wait to destroy me, but I dey think about your testimonies. I don see say all perfect thing get end, but your commandment wide well-well pass.

Ah, see as I love your instruction! Na am I dey meditate on di whole day. Your commandment dey make me wise pass my enemies, because e dey with me always. I get understanding pass all my teachers, because your testimonies na wetin I dey meditate on. I understand pass di old people, because I dey keep your precepts. I dey hold my leg back from every evil way, so that I go keep your word. I no dey turn comot from your judgments, because na you yourself teach me. See as your words sweet for my mouth, sweet pass honey for my mouth! Through your precepts I dey get understanding; na why I hate every false way.

Your word na lamp for my leg and light for my path. I don swear oath and confirm am, to keep your correct-and-holy judgments. Suffer don catch me well-well; give me life, my Papa, according to your word. Accept di praise wey I dey give free free, my Papa, and teach me your judgments. My life dey for my hand always for danger, but I no dey forget your instruction. Di wicked people don set trap for me, but I no dey waka comot from your precepts. Your testimonies na my inheritance forever, because dem be di joy of my heart. I set my heart to do your statutes forever, till di end.

I hate people wey get two mind, but I love your instruction. You na my hiding place and my shield; I put my hope for your word. Comot for my front, una wey dey do evil, so that I go keep di commandments of my Papa. Hold me up according to your promise, so that I go live, and no let shame catch me for my hope. Hold me up, so that I go dey safe and dey respect your statutes always. You dey reject all wey dey waka comot from your statutes, because their trick na waste. You dey throway all di wicked people of di earth like rubbish; na why I love your testimonies. My body dey shake because I dey fear you, and I dey fear your judgments.

I don do wetin be just and correct; no leave me for hand of those wey dey oppress me. Give your servant guarantee of good thing; no make di proud people oppress me. My eyes don tire dey watch for your salvation and for di fulfilment of your correct-and-holy promise. Treat your servant according to your love wey no dey change, and teach me your statutes. I be your servant; give me understanding, so that I go sabi your testimonies. Na time for our Papa to act, because dem don break your instruction. Na why I love your commandments pass gold, pass fine gold. Na why I dey take all your precepts as correct; I hate every false way.

Your testimonies na wonderful; na why my soul dey keep dem. Wen dem open your words, e dey give light; e dey give understanding to di simple people. I open my mouth dey pant, because I dey long for your commandments. Turn come me and show me grace, as na your way with those wey love your name. Make my steps steady according to your promise, and no let any sin rule over me. Redeem me from man oppression, so that I go keep your precepts. Make your face shine on your servant, and teach me your statutes. My eyes dey pour tears like river, because people no dey keep your instruction.

You na correct-and-holy, my Papa, and your judgments dey right. You don set your testimonies for correct-and-holy way and for full faithfulness. My zeal dey burn me, because my enemies dey forget your words. Dem don test your promise well-well, and your servant love am. I be small and dem dey despise me, but still I no dey forget your precepts. Your correct-and-holy way na correct-and-holy forever, and your instruction na true. Trouble and pain don catch me, but your commandments na my joy. Your testimonies na correct-and-holy forever; give me understanding so that I go live.

With my whole heart I dey cry; answer me, my Papa! I go keep your statutes. I dey call you; save me, so that I go obey your testimonies. I dey wake before morning and cry for help; I put my hope for your words. My eyes dey open before di watches of di night, so that I go meditate on your promise. b b v148 Dem divide di night into set watch-times (normally three or four shifts); di psalm writer dey wake before each one to pray. Hear my voice according to your love wey no dey change; my Papa, according to your judgments give me life. Dem dey come near, those wey dey persecute me with evil mind; dem dey far from your instruction. But you dey near, my Papa, and all your commandments na true. Long time I don sabi from your testimonies say you don set dem forever.

Look my suffer and deliver me, because I no dey forget your instruction. Fight my case and redeem me; give me life according to your promise. Salvation dey far from di wicked people, because dem no dey find your statutes. Your tender mercy wey dey pain belle na big, my Papa; give me life according to your judgments. Plenty na those wey dey persecute me and my enemies, but I no dey turn from your testimonies. I dey look di people wey no dey faithful with disgust, because dem no dey keep your word. See as I love your precepts! Give me life, my Papa, according to your love wey no dey change. All your word join together na truth, and every one of your correct-and-holy judgments dey last forever.

Princes dey persecute me for nothing, but my heart dey fear and respect your words. I dey rejoice for your word like person wey find big treasure. I hate and I no fit stand lie, but I love your instruction. Seven times for day I dey praise you for your correct-and-holy judgments. Those wey love your instruction get plenty peace; nothing fit make dem stumble. I dey hope for your salvation, my Papa, and I dey keep your commandments. My soul dey keep your testimonies; I love dem well-well. I dey keep your precepts and testimonies, because all my ways dey before you.

Make my cry come before you, my Papa; give me understanding according to your word. Make my plea come before you; deliver me according to your word. My mouth go pour praise, because you dey teach me your statutes. My tongue go sing about your word, because all your commandments dey right. Make your hand ready to help me, because I don choose your precepts. I dey long for your salvation, my Papa, and your instruction na my joy. Make my soul live and praise you, and make your judgments help me. I don waka comot like sheep wey lost; find your servant, because I no dey forget your commandments. c c v176 Di longest psalm end with confession of wandering and plea for di Papa to come find am — na di same shepherd-heart wey Jesus show wen e leave di ninety-nine to find di one sheep wey waka comot (Luke 15:4-6).

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