Psalms 51

51 ¹ Take mercy on me, my Papa, according to your Covenant love; according to your plenty tender mercy wey dey pain belle rub comot all di wrong wey I do. ² Wash me well-well from my bad-bad way, and clean me from my sin. ³ Bicos I sabi di wrong wey I do, and my sin dey my front all di time. ⁴ Na against you, na you only, I sin and I do di evil wey dey your eye, so dat dem go find you correct for wetin you talk, and blameless for di way you dey judge. ⁵ Dem born me inside bad-bad way, and na inside sin my mama carry belle for me. ⁶ But still, na true-true wey dey inside person heart dey sweet you, and you dey teach me wisdom for di secret place of my heart.

⁷ Clean me wit hyssop, and I go pure; wash me, and I go white pass snow. ^a a v7 Hyssop na small plant wey dem dey use for di cleaning-and-purifying work for Old Testament — for here e be symbol of correct-correct cleaning. ⁸ Make I hear joy and happiness; make di bones wey you don crush jump for joy. ⁹ Hide your face from my sins, and rub comot all my bad-bad way.

¹⁰ Create clean heart inside me, my Papa, and put new steady-steady spirit inside me. ¹¹ No drive me comot from your presence, and no take your Holy Spirit from me. ¹² Bring back to me di joy of your salvation, and hold me up wit spirit wey ready to obey.

¹³ Den I go teach di people wey dey do wrong your ways, and sinners go turn come back to you. ¹⁴ Save me from di guilt of shedding blood, my Papa, di Papa of my salvation, and my tongue go sing loud about your correct-and-holy way. ¹⁵ Sovereign Papa, open my lips, and my mouth go announce your praise.

¹⁶ Bicos sacrifice no dey sweet you, if not I for don give am; burnt offering no dey make you happy. ¹⁷ Di sacrifice wey my Papa want na spirit wey don broke; heart wey don broke and dey sorry, my Papa, you no go look am down.

¹⁸ Do good to Zion for your good pleasure; build up di walls of Jerusalem. ¹⁹ Den correct sacrifice go sweet you, burnt offerings and whole burnt offerings; den dem go offer bulls for your altar.