I Dey Sink, But I Dey Call
For di director of music. To di tune of “Lilies.” Na David own.
As e sink reach neck inside mud, dem hate am for nothing, drunk people dey mock am, and e be stranger to im own brothers, di psalmist talk say na di zeal for im Papa house cost am dis one. Dem give am vinegar drink, and e pray hard against dem.
69 1Save me, my Papa, because di water don rise reach my neck.
2I dey sink for deep mud, wey no get place to stand; I dey inside deep water, and di flood don cover me. 3I don tire from crying for help; my throat don dry. My eyes don weak as I dey watch for my Papa. 4Dem wey hate me for nothing pass di hair wey dey for my head; plenty enemy wan destroy me with dem lie. Wetin I no thief, na im I must pay back now.
5My Papa, you know my foolishness; my wrong-wrong no hide from you. 6No let dem wey put dem hope for you come catch shame because of me, O Papa of heaven im army; no let dem wey dey seek you come disgrace because of me, di Papa of Israel. 7Because of you I don carry insult; shame don cover my face. 8I don turn stranger to my brothers, person wey no belong to my mama pikin dem.
9Because di strong love for your house don consume me, and di insult of dem wey dey insult you don fall on me. a a v9 Wen Jesus clean di temple, im disciples remember dis words as dem write am about am; Paul see di second line fulfill for Christ, wey carry di world im insult wey dem throw give di Papa. 10Wen I cry and humble myself with fasting, e turn to insult for me. 11Wen I make mourning cloth my cloth, I turn to laughing-stock for dem. 12Dem wey dey sit for di gate dey talk about me, and I be di song of drunkard people. b b v12 Di city gate na di public gathering place for old Israel — na where di elders dey sit, where dem dey judge case, and where town news dey spread, just like courthouse square.
13But as for me, my prayer na to you, my Papa, for time wey good; for di plenty of your faithful love answer me, for di truth of your salvation. 14Rescue me from di mud; no let me sink. Save me from dem wey hate me and from di deep water. 15No let di flood cover me, or make di deep swallow me, or make di pit close im mouth on top me.
16Answer me, my Papa, because your faithful love good; for your great tender mercy wey dey pain belle, turn come me. 17No hide your face from your servant, because trouble don catch me; answer me quick-quick. 18Come near me and redeem me; ransom me because of my enemies.
19You know di insult wey I dey carry, my shame, and my disgrace; all my enemies dey before you. 20Insult don break my heart, and I don lose hope. I look for person wey go pity me, but I no see any, and for people wey go comfort me, but I no see any. 21Dem give me poison for my food, and for my thirst dem give me vinegar make I drink. c c v21 For di cross dem offer Jesus wine wey dem mix with gall, and sour wine on top sponge — di suffering wey David sing about, wey di Pikin come live out centuries later.
22Make di table wey dem set before dem turn to snare, and dem feasting turn to trap. d d v22 Paul quote dis words about dem wey stumble over di Messiah — but im aim na mercy for dem, no be dem ruin, as e dey long make all of dem come home. 23Make dem eyes come dark so dem no fit see, and make dem back bend forever. 24Pour out your anger on top dem, and make your hot anger catch dem. 25Make dem camp turn to empty land; make nobody live for dem tent. e e v25 Peter see dis verse fulfill for Judas, wey im place among di apostles come empty and dem give am to another person. 26Because dem dey persecute di one wey you don strike, and dem dey talk about di pain of dem wey you don wound. 27Charge dem with sin on top sin; no let dem enter into your correct-and-holy way. 28Make dem rub dem name comot from di book of life, and no count dem among di correct-and-holy people.
29But me, I dey suffer and I dey pain; make your salvation, my Papa, put me for high place wey safe.
30I go praise di name of our Papa with song; I go make am big with thanksgiving. 31Dis go please our Papa pass ox, pass bull wey get horn and hoof. 32Di humble people go see am and dem go happy; una wey dey seek our Papa, make una heart come alive again. 33Because our Papa dey hear di needy people and e no dey despise im own people wey be prisoners.
34Make heaven and earth praise am, di seas and everything wey dey move inside dem. 35Because our Papa go save Zion and rebuild di cities of Judah; im people go live there and own am. 36Di children of im servants go inherit am, and dem wey love im name go live inside am.
