David Cry Out From di Cave
A wisdom psalm wey David sing, wen e dey inside di cave. Na prayer.
David dey pray inside cave and e describe how e dey alone finish: look my right hand side, nobody know me, no hiding place remain, nobody care whether I live. E call im Papa im portion for di land of di living and e beg make e bring am comot from prison.
142 1With my voice I dey cry out to my Papa; with my voice I dey beg am for mercy. a a v1 A maskil na song wey dem make for deep thinking—psalm wey dem suppose ponder well well, no be just to sing am. 2I dey pour out my complain for im front; for im front I dey talk my wahala. 3Wen my spirit dey weak for inside me, na you sabi my way. For di path wey I dey waka, dem don hide trap for me. 4Look my right-hand side and see—nobody dey wey know me; no hiding place remain for me; nobody care about my life. 5I dey cry to you, my Papa; I talk say, “Na you be my hiding place, my portion for di land of di living.” 6Hear my cry, because dem don bring me very low. Rescue me from dem wey dey chase me, because dem too strong for me. 7Bring my soul comot from prison, so I fit give thanks to your name. Di correct-and-holy people go gather round me, because you go be so good to me.
