If Only You For Listen
For di director of music; on di gittith. Na psalm of Asaph.
Festival music — trumpet, tambourine, new moon — but our Papa own voice interrupt am. E remember how e lift the basket comot from their shoulder and e talk say, open your mouth wide and I go fill am. Then the pain: if only my people go listen.
81 1Sing with joy to our Papa, our strength; shout loud give God of Jacob! 2Start di song, beat di tambourine, di sweet lyre and di harp. 3Blow di trumpet for di new moon, for di full moon, for di day of our feast. 4Because e be law for Israel, na order wey God of Jacob give.
5E set am as testimony for Joseph wen e comot go against di land of Egypt. I hear language wey I no sabi before:
6“I comot di load from im shoulder; im hand free from di basket.
7“For your trouble you call, and I save you; I answer you from di hiding place of thunder; I test you for di waters of Meribah. 8Hear, my people, and I go warn you—Israel, if only you for listen to me! 9No foreign god must dey among you; you no must bow down to any oda god.
10“Na me be your Papa, wey bring you comot from di land of Egypt. Open your mouth wide, and I go fill am. 11But my people no gree listen to my voice; Israel no gree submit to me. 12So I hand dem over to dia stubborn heart, make dem follow dia own plan. 13If only my people for listen to me, if Israel for waka for my way! 14How quick I for conquer dia enemy and turn my hand against dia foe! 15Dem wey hate our Papa for shake bifor am, and dia punishment for last forever. 16But e for feed dem with di finest wheat; with honey from di rock I for satisfy you.”
