Psalms 19

19 ¹ Di heavens dey announce di glory of our Papa; di sky dey proclaim di work wey im hand make. ² Day after day dem dey pour out dem word; night after night dem dey show knowledge. ³ No speech dey, no word dey — nobody dey ever hear dem voice. ⁴ But still, dem voice dey go out reach all di earth, dem word reach di end of di world. For inside di heavens, God don pitch tent for di sun, ⁵ wey be like bridegroom wey dey comot from im room, like champion wey dey rejoice to run im race. ⁶ E dey rise from one end of di heavens, and im journey dey reach di oda end; nothing fit hide from im heat.

⁷ Di law of our Papa perfect, e dey make di soul fresh again; di testimony of our Papa na tin wey person fit trust, e dey make di one wey no sabi turn wise. ⁸ Di rules of our Papa correct, dem dey give di heart joy; di commandment of our Papa dey shine, e dey give di eyes light. ⁹ Di fear of our Papa clean, e dey stand forever; di judgment of our Papa na true-true, and dem correct-and-holy from head to toe. ¹⁰ Dem sweet pass gold, even pass di best-best gold; dem sweet pass honey, pass di honey wey comot from di comb. ¹¹ Dem dey warn your servant; to keep dem dey bring plenty reward.

¹² Who fit sabi im own mistake? Wash me comot from di fault wey dey hide. ¹³ Keep your servant too from di sin wey person dey do on purpose; make dem no rule over me. Den I go clean, wey no get big sin.

¹⁴ Make di word wey comot for my mouth and di tin wey my heart dey think sweet for your eye, my Papa, my rock and di One wey dey redeem me.