Zephaniah 2

2 ¹Gada togeda, gada una sef, una nation wey no get shame, ²bifor di decree born—di day dey pass like chaff—bifor di burning vex of our Papa come reach una, bifor di day of our Papa vex come reach una. ³Find our Papa, all una wey dey humble for di land, wey dey do im justice; find correct-and-holy way, find humble heart. Maybe una go hide for di day of our Papa vex. ⁴Bikos Gaza go turn empty place, and Ashkelon go be waste land; dem go drive Ashdod comot for afternoon, and uproot Ekron. ⁵Trouble dey for una wey dey live for beside di sea, nation of di Cherethite people! Di word of our Papa dey against una, Canaan, land of di Philistine people: “I go destroy una till nobody go remain wey dey stay.” ⁶And di sea coast go turn place wey animal dey chop grass, wit field for shepherd people and pen for sheep. ⁷Di coast go belong to di small people wey remain for di house of Judah; dem go chop grass for there, and for di houses of Ashkelon dem go lie down for evening. Bikos our Papa go watch over dem and bring dem good tin back. ⁸I don hear di mouth wey Moab dey run and di insult of di Ammonite people, wey dem take taunt my people and blow big grammar over dem land.

⁹Na so, as I dey live, na so di Papa of heaven army, our Papa of Israel talk, Moab go turn like Sodom, and di Ammonite people go turn like Gomorrah— land of prickly grass and salt pit, waste place forever. Di small people wey remain for my people go loot dem, and dem wey survive for my nation go take dem land. ¹⁰“Na dis one dem go collect for dem pride, bikos dem taunt and blow big grammar against di people of di Papa of heaven army. ¹¹Our Papa go dey fearful to dem, bikos e go make all di gods of di earth hungry die; and all di coastland of di nations go bow down to am, each one from im own place.”

¹²Una Cushite people sef, my sword go kill una.

¹³And e go stretch out im hand against di north and destroy Assyria, and e go make Nineveh turn empty waste place, dry like desert. ¹⁴Sheep and cattle go lie down for im middle, all kind of wild animal; both di owl and di hedgehog go stay for im pillar top. Voice go dey sing for di windows, broken tin go dey for di doormouth, bikos dem don comot di cedar wood leave am bare. ¹⁵Na dis be di city wey no dey worry wey dey live wit mind at rest, wey talk for im heart, “Na me be am, and nobody dey apart from me.” See as e don turn waste! Place wey wild animal dey hide! Everybody wey dey pass am dey hiss and shake im fist.