Di Wicked People and dia Ways
For di director of music. Na psalm wey David, di servant of our Papa, write.
E open inside one wicked man mind, where e dey flatter himself too much to notice im own sin. Against dat small small self-talk the psalm open wide go our Papa: love wey reach cloud, righteousness like mountain, river of sweet things, light wey we dey take see light.
36 1Sin dey talk to di wicked person deep for inside im heart; e no get any fear of our Papa for im eyes.
2Because e dey sweet-mouth imsef for im own eyes so much sey e no fit see im sin or hate am. 3Di words wey comot for im mouth na wickedness and lie; e don stop to dey do wise and to dey do good. 4Even for im bed e dey plan wickedness; e put imsef for road wey no good; e no dey reject wetin bad.
5Our Papa, your Covenant love reach sotay go heaven, your faithfulness reach di clouds. 6Your correct-and-holy way be like di big mountains, your judgments be like di deep deep waters; you dey save both people and animals, our Papa. 7How your Covenant love take precious so, our Papa! All people dey hide for di shadow of your wings. 8Dem dey chop belleful for di plenty things wey dey your house, and you dey give dem water to drink from di river of your sweet-sweet things. 9Because na for your side di fountain of life dey; for inside your light, we dey see light.
10Continue your Covenant love to dem wey know you, and your correct-and-holy way to dem wey get correct heart. 11No make di foot of di proud person waka on top me, or make di hand of di wicked person push me comot. 12Na dia dem wey dey do bad things don fall; dem don throway dem for ground, dem no fit stand again.
