Di Holy Place wey Turn Ashes
Wisdom psalm wey Asaph write.
Dem don burn the sanctuary and break am with axe, no prophet remain, and nobody know how long this one go last. Asaph remind im Papa of im old work — how e split the sea, crush Leviathan, fix summer and winter — and e beg am make e look the covenant.
74 1O our Papa, why you don throway us for ever? Why your vex dey burn like fire against di sheep wey dey your field?
2Remember your people wey gather, wey you buy long time ago, wey you redeem make dem be di tribe wey be your own—Mount Zion, di place wey you don dey stay. 3Turn your feet come dis ruins wey don spoil for ever, all di destruction wey di enemy don bring on di holy place.
4Your enemies don dey roar inside di place wey you dey meet your people; dem raise dem own flags as sign. 5Dem be like men wey dey swing axe high for inside plenty trees. 6And now dem dey break all di carve work wey dey inside am with axe and hammer. 7Dem set your holy place on fire; dem spoil di place wey your name dey stay, dem bring am down to di ground. 8Dem talk for dem mind sey, “We go crush all dia meeting places together.” Dem burn every meeting place of our Papa for di land.
9We no dey see any sign for us; prophet no dey again, and nobody among us know how long e go take. 10How long, our Papa, di enemy go dey laugh us? Di enemy go dey talk bad against your name for ever? 11Why you dey hold back your hand, your right hand? Bring am comot from inside your cloth make you finish di matter!
12But our Papa na my King from di beginning of time, e dey work salvation for inside di earth.
13Na you divide di sea with your power; you break di head of di sea monsters for di water. 14Na you crush di head of Leviathan; you give am as food to di animals wey dey di wilderness. 15Na you open spring water and small river comot; you dry up di rivers wey dey flow all di time. 16Di day na your own, di night sef na your own; na you make di moon and di sun stand. 17Na you set all di border of di earth; na you make dry season and cold season.
18Remember dis one—di enemy dey laugh, our Papa, and foolish people dey talk bad against your name. 19No give di life of your dove to di wild animals; no forget di life of your people wey dey suffer for ever. a a v19 “Your dove” na tender poetic way to talk about God im people, Israel.
20Look di Covenant, because di dark places for di land don full with di hideout of wickedness. 21No make di people wey dem dey press down go back with shame; make di poor and di needy praise your name.
22Rise up, our Papa, defend your own matter; remember how di fool dey laugh you all day. 23No forget di noise of your enemies, di shout of dem wey dey rise against you, wey dey loud pass every time.
