Make Una Shout Give our Papa, All di Earth
For di director of music. A song. A psalm.
Dem call di whole earth make e look one thing wey our Papa do: e turn di sea to dry ground. Den di voice come down to personal testimony — dem test us, refine us like silver, men ride pass on top our head, but e bring us out enter plenty place.
66 1Make una shout for joy give our Papa, all di earth! 2Sing di glory of im name; make im praise dey shine. 3Tell our Papa say, “How your work dey make person fear! By your mighty power your enemies dey shake for your front. 4All di earth dey worship you, dem dey sing praise give you; dem dey sing praise give your name.” Selah
5Make una come see di works of our Papa, im deeds dey make person fear as e dey do for all people. 6E turn di sea into dry land; dem waka pass di river for dia leg. Na dia we rejoice for inside am. 7E dey rule with im power forever; im eyes dey watch di nations— make dem wey dey rebel no lift dem sef up. Selah
8Make una bless our Papa, all una people; make di sound of im praise dey hear, 9na im keep our life, e no gree make our leg slip. 10Because you, our Papa, don test us; you don refine us as dem dey refine silver. 11You bring us enter di net; you put heavy load wey dey crush us for our back. 12You allow men ride pass our head; we pass through fire and through water, but you don bring us comot go place wey plenty things dey. a a v12 “Ride pass our head” na old-old expression for when dem conquer and rule person completely.
13I go come enter your house with burnt offerings; I go pay my vows give you, 14di vows wey my lips talk and my mouth promise wen I dey inside trouble. 15I go offer you burnt offerings of fat animals, with di smoke of rams wey dem sacrifice; I go offer bulls and goats. Selah
16Make una come hear, all una wey dey fear our Papa, and I go tell wetin e don do for my soul. 17I cry out give am with my mouth, and high praise dey for my tongue. 18If I bin dey keep bad thing for my heart, di Sovereign Papa for no listen. 19But true-true our Papa don listen; e don hear my prayer. 20Make praise dey for our Papa, wey no reject my prayer or take im Covenant love comot from me!