Psalms 38

38 ¹O my Papa, no vex rebuke me for your anga, and no dey discipline me for your hot vex. ²Because your arrows don enta me deep, and your hand don come down heavy for me. ³No health dey for my body because of your anga; no strong dey for my bones because of my sin.

⁴Because my sins don rise pass my head; like heavy load, dem too heavy for me. ⁵My wound dem dey smell and dey rotten because of my foolishness. ⁶I bend and I bow down low; di whole day I dey waka dey mourn. ⁷Because my side dem dey burn like fire, and no strong dey for my body.

⁸I don numb and dem don crush me finish; I dey groan because of di trouble wey full my heart. ⁹O Sovereign Papa, all my deep-want dey before you, and my groan-sigh no hide from you. ¹⁰My heart dey knock, my strength don fail me; even di light of my eyes don comot from me. ¹¹My friends and my padi dem dey stay far from my suffer, and my near family dem stand far away.

¹²Dem wey dey find my life set dia trap; dem wey dey find my wound dey talk about ruin and dey plan deceit di whole day. ¹³But I be like deaf man wey no fit hear, like person wey no fit talk and no go open im mouth. ¹⁴I don be like man wey no dey hear, wey no get answer for im mouth. ¹⁵But na for you, my Papa, I dey wait; na you go answer, O my Sovereign Papa.

¹⁶Because I talk say, “Make dem no ever laugh me to scorn— dem wey dey boast over me when my leg slip.” ¹⁷Because I don ready to fall, and my pain dey always before me. ¹⁸I confess my guilt; my sin dey worry me. ¹⁹But my enemies dem strong well well, and plenty be dem wey dey hate me for nothing.

²⁰Dem wey dey pay me bad for di good dey accuse me because I dey pursue wetin good. ²¹No forsake me, my Papa; no stand far from me, my Papa. ²²Hurry come help me, O Sovereign Papa, my salvation.