Psalms 81

81 ¹ Sing with joy to our Papa, our strength; shout loud give our Papa of Jacob! ² Start di song, beat di tambourine, di sweet lyre and di harp. ³ Blow di trumpet for di new moon, for di full moon, for di day of our feast. ⁴ Because na law for Israel, na order wey come from our Papa of Jacob.

⁵ E put am as testimony for Joseph wen e comot go fight di land of Egypt. I hear one language wey I no bin sabi before:

⁶ “I comot di heavy 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. Selah ⁸ Hear, my people, and I go warn you — Israel, if only you go listen to me! ⁹ No 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. ¹¹ But my people no gree listen to my voice; Israel no gree bow to me. ¹² So I leave dem to dia hard hearts, make dem follow dia own plans. ¹³ If only my people go listen to me, if Israel go waka for my ways! ¹⁴ How quick I for don beat dia enemies and turn my hand against dia foes! ¹⁵ Dem wey hate our Papa go shake before am, and dia punishment go last forever. ¹⁶ But e for feed dem with di best wheat; with honey from di rock I for satisfy you.