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Psalms 89

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Love Wey No Dey Change, Wey We Go Sing Forever

A wisdom psalm wey Ethan di Ezrahite write.

Chapter 89.

I go sing about our Papa Covenant love forever; I go tell all generations say you dey faithful. Because I don talk say, “Covenant love na tin wey dem build to stand forever; for di heavens you dey establish your faithfulness.”

“I don make Covenant with di one wey I choose; I don swear give David my servant: ‘I go establish your pikin dem forever, and build your throne for all generations.’” Selah

Di heavens dey praise your wonda dem, our Papa, and your faithfulness too, for di gathering of di holy ones. Because who for di sky fit compare with our Papa? Who among di heavenly beings dey like our Papa, a Papa wey dem dey fear well well for di council of di holy ones, and wey dey awesome pass all wey dey surround am? O our Papa, Papa of heaven army dem, who strong like you? Your faithfulness dey surround you.

You dey rule di sea wey dey rage; wen im waves rise, you dey calm dem. You crush Rahab, di sea monster, like dead body wey dem don kill; with your mighty arm you scatter your enemies. Di heavens na your own; di earth too na your own; di world and everytin wey full am — na you found dem. North and south — na you create dem; Tabor and Hermon dey shout for joy for your name. Your arm strong; your hand get power; your right hand dey raise up high.

Correct-and-holy way and justice na di foundation of your throne; Covenant love and faithfulness dey go before you. Blessing dey for di people wey sabi di joyful shout, wey dey waka, our Papa, for di light of your face. For your name dem dey rejoice all day long, and for your correct-and-holy way dem dey lifted up high. Because na you be di glory of dia strength, and na by your favor our power dey lifted up high. Because our shield belong to our Papa, our king to di Holy One of Israel — our Papa.

Den you talk for vision to your faithful ones and say: “I don give help to one mighty man; I don raise up one chosen man from among di people. I don find David my servant; with my holy oil I don anoint am, so dat my hand go hold am firm; my arm too go make am strong. No enemy go outsmart am, and no wicked one go bring am down. I go crush im foes before am and strike down dem wey hate am. My faithfulness and my Covenant love go dey with am, and for my name im power go dey exalted. I go put im hand on di sea and im right hand on di rivers. Im go cry to me, ‘Na you be my Papa, my God, and di Rock of my salvation.’ a a v26 Di son of David wey dey call our Papa “my Papa” find im fulfillment for Jesus, di greater Pikin wey dey share dis confession with everybody wey im dey bring come home. And I go make am di firstborn, di highest of di kings of di earth. My loyal love I go keep for am forever, and my Covenant go stand firm for am. I go establish im pikin dem forever and im throne as long as di heavens dey stand.

If im children forsake my law and no waka by my judgments, if dem break my statutes and no keep my commandments, den I go discipline dia transgression with di rod and dia iniquity with lashes, but I no go remove my Covenant love from David, and I no go betray my faithfulness. I no go break my Covenant or change di word wey my lips don talk. One time for all, I don swear by my holiness; I no go lie to David. Im pikin dem go last forever, im throne go dey like di sun before me. Like di moon e go dey established forever, a faithful witness for di sky.” Selah

But now you don spurn and reject am; you don full of vex against your anointed. You don renounce di Covenant with your servant; you don throw im crown for di dust. You don break through all im walls; you don turn im strongholds to ruins. All wey dey pass by dey plunder am; im don become di mockery of im neighbors. You don lift up high di right hand of im foes; you don make all im enemies rejoice. You don turn back di edge of im sword and you no help am stand firm for battle. You don put end to im splendor and throw im throne come ground. You don cut short di days of im youth; you don wrap am with shame. Selah

How long, our Papa? You go hide yourself forever? How long your vex go burn like fire? Remember how my life dey pass quick! For wetin empty tin you make all people! Which man fit live and neva see death? Who fit save imself from di grip of di grave? Selah

Sovereign Papa, wia your Covenant love of old dey, wey you swear to David for your faithfulness? Remember, Sovereign Papa, di mockery wey dem pour on your servants, how I dey carry for my heart di insults of all di plenty peoples, wey your enemies don take mock, our Papa, wey dem don take mock your anointed for every step wey im dey.

Blessing dey for our Papa forever! Amen and Amen.

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