Psalms 146

146 ¹ Hallelujah! Praise our Papa, my soul.

² I go praise our Papa as long as I dey alive; I go sing to our Papa as long as I still get breath.

³ No put your trust for princes, for person wey go die, wey no fit save you. ⁴ Im spirit comot, e go back to di ground; for dat very day im plans just perish. ⁵ Happy na di person wey im helper na di Papa of Jacob, wey im hope dey for our Papa,

⁶ Na Im be di One wey make heaven and earth, di sea and everytin wey dey inside dem; e dey keep im faithfulness forever. ⁷ E dey bring justice to di people wey dem dey oppress; e dey give food to di people wey hungry dey catch. Our Papa dey set di prisoners free. ⁸ Our Papa dey open di eyes of di blind; our Papa dey lift up di people wey load dey press down; our Papa love di people wey dey follow correct-and-holy way. ⁹ Our Papa dey watch over di strangers; e dey hold up di orphan and di widow, but di way of di wicked people, e dey scatter am.

¹⁰ Our Papa go reign forever — your Papa, Zion, from generation to generation. Hallelujah!