Taste Am Make You See
Na David psalm, wen e pretend say im dey craze for front of Abimelech, wey drive am comot, and e comot go.
David write dis one after e escape Abimelech by pretending say e craze. E invite everybody make dem test our Papa themselves — taste and see — then e teach plain: guard your tongue, run after peace. Our Papa dey near people wey heart break, no be only people wey dem rescue.
34 1I go bless our Papa every time; im praise go dey my mouth always.
2My soul dey take our Papa spark; make di humble people hear am make dem happy. 3Make we make our Papa big together; make we lift im name up as one.
4I look for our Papa, and e answer me; e save me comot from all my fear dem. 5Dem wey dey look im side dey shine; shame no go ever catch dia face. 6Dis poor man cry out, and our Papa hear am; e save am from all im wahala. 7Di angel of our Papa dey camp round dem wey dey fear am, and e dey rescue dem.
8Taste am make you see say our Papa good; blessing dey for di person wey dey hide inside am. 9Fear our Papa, una wey be im holy people, because dem wey dey fear am no dey lack anytin. 10Di young lion dem dey hungry and dey lack, but dem wey dey seek our Papa no dey lack any good tin.
11Come, my pikin dem, hear me; I go teach una how to fear our Papa. 12Who be di person wey want life and love plenty good days? 13Hold your tongue from evil and your mouth from talk lie. 14Turn comot from evil, do good; seek peace and run go follow am.
15Di eyes of our Papa dey on di correct-and-holy people, and im ears dey open to dia cry. 16Di face of our Papa dey against dem wey dey do evil, to rub dia memory comot from di ground. 17Di correct-and-holy people cry out, and our Papa hear; e save dem from all dia wahala. 18Our Papa dey near to dem wey dia heart don break; e dey save dem wey dia spirit don crush.
19Di correct-and-holy person dey see plenty suffer, but our Papa dey save am comot from all of dem. 20our Papa dey guard all di correct-and-holy person bone dem; not even one of dem break.
21Evil go kill di wicked person, and dem wey hate di correct-and-holy people go carry blame. 22Our Papa dey redeem di soul of im servant dem; nobody wey dey hide inside am go carry blame.