Psalms 73

73 ¹ True-true, our Papa good to Israel, to dem wey get clean heart.

² But as for me, my leg nearly slip; my step nearly comot for road. ³ Because I bin dey envy dem wey dey do proud when I see how bad people dey prosper. ⁴ Dem no dey feel pain when dem dey die; dem body healthy and dey shine. ⁵ Dem no dey inside wahala like oda people; trouble no dey knock dem like di rest of mankind. ⁶ Na why pride be dem necklace; violence dey cover dem like cloth. ⁷ Dem eye dey comot outside from di fat; di bad tin wey dem heart dey imagine no get end. ⁸ Dem dey laugh people to scorn and dey talk wickedness; from up dem dey threaten to oppress. ⁹ Dem dey open dem mouth against heaven, and dem tongue dey waka anyhow for ground. ¹⁰ Na why im people dey turn go back to dem, and dey drink plenty water finish. ¹¹ And dem dey talk say, “How God take know? Knowledge dey for di Most High?” ¹² Look — na dis kind be di bad people; dem dey rest anytime, and dem riches dey increase.

¹³ For true, na for nothing I keep my heart clean and wash my hand for innocence. ¹⁴ Because di whole day dem dey knock me, and every morning dem dey correct me.

¹⁵ If I bin talk say, “Na so I go talk,” I for don betray di generation of your children. ¹⁶ When I try to understand all dis tin, e be like heavy work wey tire me for my eye, ¹⁷ until I enter di holy place of our Papa; na dere I understand how dem go end. ¹⁸ True-true, You put dem for slippery place; You dey make dem fall enter ruin. ¹⁹ See how dem take spoil for one moment, fear carry dem comot finish! ²⁰ Like dream when person wake up, O Sovereign Papa, when You rise up, You go despise dem like shadow wey no dey real.

²¹ When my heart bin dey bitter and pain pierce me inside, ²² I bin be person wey no get sense and no sabi anytin; I bin be like animal in front of You. ²³ But still, I dey with You all di time; You hold my right hand. ²⁴ You dey lead me with your counsel, and afta You go carry me enter glory. ²⁵ Who I get for heaven except You? And notin dey for ground wey I want pass You. ²⁶ My body and my heart fit fail, but our Papa na di strength of my heart and my portion forever.

²⁷ Because dem wey dey far from You go perish; You dey finish everybody wey no dey faithful to You. ²⁸ But as for me, e good make I dey near our Papa; I don make di Sovereign Papa my hiding place, so I fit tell everybody all your work.