Psalms 39

39 ¹ I talk say, “I go watch my ways so dat I no go take my tongue sin; I go put muzzle for my mouth as di wicked people dey around me.” ² I no talk at all, I keep quiet; I keep quiet even about good things, and my pain come worse pass. ³ My heart come dey hot inside me; as I dey think am, di fire burn; den I open my mouth talk: ⁴ Show me my end, my Papa, and wetin be di measure of my days self; make I know how quick I dey pass.

⁵ Look am, you don make my days short like small inch, and my life na nothing for your eye. For true, every person na just breath. Selah. ⁶ For true, every person dey waka around like shadow; for true, all dia hustle na for nothing; e dey pack plenty riches and e no know who go gather am. ⁷ And now, my Papa wey be Oga over everything, wetin I dey wait for? My hope dey inside you. ⁸ Save me comot from all my wrong-wrong things; no make me be di thing wey foolish person dey mock. ⁹ I no dey talk; I no dey open my mouth, because na you do am. ¹⁰ Comot your beating from me; di blow of your hand don finish me.

¹¹ With correction you dey discipline person because of him sin; you dey chop wetin e treasure like moth; for true, every person na just breath. Selah. ¹² Hear my prayer, my Papa, and listen to my cry; no close eye for my tears; because na only traveler I be with you, a guest like all my papa-papa dem. ¹³ Take your eye comot from me, so dat I fit smile again, before I go and I no dey again.