Psalms 41

41 ¹ Blessing dey for di person wey dey think about people wey no get help; our Papa go save am for di day wey trouble come. ² Our Papa go protect am and keep am alive; dem go call am blessed for di land. You no go hand am over to di wish of im enemies. ³ Our Papa go hold am up for im sickbed; for im sickness you go make am well finish.

⁴ As for me, I talk say, “My Papa, take mercy for me; heal me, because I don sin against you.” ⁵ My enemies dey talk bad thing about me: “Na when he go die, and im name go finish?” ⁶ When person come see me, he dey talk empty words, while for im heart he dey gather bad talk; then he go comot go spread di bad talk.

⁷ All di people wey hate me dey whisper togeda against me; dem dey plan bad thing for me. ⁸ “Some deadly thing don pour for am; he no go rise again from where he lie down.” ⁹ Even my close friend wey I trust, wey chop my bread, don turn against me. ^a a v9 Jesus quote dis verse for di night wey dem betray am, wey he call Judas as di friend wey share im bread and then turn against am (John 13:18).

¹⁰ But you, my Papa, take mercy for me and raise me up, so that I fit pay dem back. ¹¹ Na dis one make me know say you dey happy with me: say my enemy no dey shout win over me. ¹² As for me, you dey hold me up for my honest way, and you put me for your presence forever.

¹³ Make blessing dey for our Papa, from everlasting to everlasting. Amen and Amen.