My Belle Dey Thirst For You
Psalm wey David write, wen im dey for di wilderness of Judah.
Dem write am for di wilderness of Judah, where thirst na real thing. David carry am go another level: im whole body dey long for im Papa di way dry ground want water, and e call covenant love better pass life itself, dey remember am through di night watches.
63 1My Papa, na you be my Papa; I dey find you with all my heart. My soul dey thirst for you, my whole body dey hunger for you, for dry and tire land wey water no dey. 2Na so I don look you for di sanctuary, and I don see your power and your glory. 3Bicos your Covenant love better pass life, my mouth go praise you. 4Na so I go bless you as long as I dey alive; for your name I go raise my hand up. 5My soul dey satisfy like say I chop di sweetest food, and with joyful mouth my mouth dey praise you.
6Wen I remember you for my bed, and I dey meditate on you for di long hour of di night. 7Bicos you don be my help, and for di shadow of your wings I dey sing for joy. 8My soul hold you tight; your right hand dey hold me strong.
9But dem wey dey find way to destroy my life go go down enter di deep part of di earth. 10Dem go hand dem over to di sword; dem go turn food for jackal. 11But di king go dey rejoice for our Papa; everybody wey dey swear by our Papa go dey glad well-well, bicos di mouth of liars go shut.
