Make All di Earth Shout Give our Papa
For di director of music. A song. A psalm.
Dem call the whole earth make e look one thing wey our Papa do: e turn sea to dry land. Then the voice come down to personal testimony — dem test us and refine us like silver, men ride pass on top our head, and e bring us out enter plenty.
66 1Make una shout for joy give our Papa, all di earth! 2Sing di glory of im name; make im praise dey full of glory. 3Talk give our Papa say, “How your work dey make person fear! By your great power, your enemies dey shake for your front. 4All di earth dey worship you and dey sing praises give you; dem dey sing praises give your name.”
5Come and see di work wey our Papa don do, im work dey make person fear as e take dey do all people. 6E turn di sea to dry ground; dem waka pass di river for foot. Na for there we rejoice inside am. 7E dey rule with im power forever; im eyes dey watch di nations—make di people wey dey rebel no lift demself up.
8Praise our Papa, all una people; make di sound of im praise sound loud, 9na im keep our life dey among di living, and e no let our leg slip. 10For you, our Papa, don test us; you don refine us like how dem take dey refine silver. 11You bring us enter inside net; you put heavy load wey dey crush person for our back. 12You let people ride pass our head; we pass through fire and through water, but still you don bring us comot go one place wey plenty things dey. a a v12 “Ride pass our head” na old-time way to talk say dem don conquer person and rule am finish.
13I go come inside your house with burnt offerings; I go pay di vows wey I promise you, 14di vows wey my lips talk and my mouth promise wen I dey for trouble. 15I go offer you burnt offerings of fat animals, with di smoke of rams wey dem sacrifice; I go offer bulls and goats.
16Come and hear, all una wey dey fear our Papa, and I go tell wetin e don do for my soul. 17I cry give am with my mouth, and high praise dey for my tongue. 18If I bin dey hold sin dey love am for my heart, di Sovereign Papa for no listen. 19But true-true, our Papa don listen; e don hear my prayer. 20Make we praise our Papa, wey no reject my prayer and no take im Covenant love comot from me!