Psalm 59
For di director of music. To di tune "No Destroy." Na golden psalm wey David write, wen Saul send men make dem watch im house so dat dem go fit kill am.
Saul men dey watch David house. E see dem like pack of dog wey dey come back every evening to waka round, dey growl when dem never chop. Im answer na to sing for morning instead, e call im Papa im fortress.
59 1Rescue me from my enemies, my Papa; put me for high place wey safe, above dem wey rise against me. 2Rescue me from dem wey dey do evil, and save me from men wey dey kill person. 3Because look—dem dey hide dey wait for my life; wicked men gada come fight me, even though I no do any wrong and I no commit any sin, my Papa. 4For notin wey I do, dem dey run come take dem position. Wake up come help me—look!
5You, my Papa, di Papa of heaven army dem, di Papa of Israel—wake up come punish all di nations; no show mercy to anybody wey dey betray come plan evil. 6Dem dey come back for evening, dey growl like dog and dey waka round di city. 7Look—dem dey pour poison from dem mouth; sword dey for dem lip, because dem dey think say, “Who dey hear us?” 8But you, my Papa, dey laugh dem; you dey mock all di nations. 9My Strength, I dey watch for you; because my Papa na my strong tower. 10My Papa, for im Covenant love, go come meet me; my Papa go make me look with victory on dem wey dey talk bad about me. 11No kill dem, or else my people go forget; by your power make dem dey waka scatter, and bring dem down, O Papa wey be Oga over all, our shield. 12Because of di sin of dem mouth, di words of dem lip, make dem catch inside dem own pride—because of di curse and lies wey dem dey talk.
13Finish dem with anger, finish dem until dem no dey again, so dat people go know say our Papa dey rule over Jacob reach di ends of di earth. 14Dem dey come back for evening, dey growl like dog and dey waka round di city. 15Dem dey waka round dey find food, and dem dey growl if dem belle no full. 16But I go sing about your strength; for morning I go sing loud about your Covenant love. Because you don be my strong tower, place wey I dey hide for my time of trouble. 17My Strength, I go sing praise to you; because my Papa na my strong tower, our Papa wey dey show me Covenant love.