Psalm Chapter 30
Dis Na Prayer Of Tanks-giving
- I go give you levels, Oh Baba-God, na
you carry me go up, and you no let my
enemies happy for my mata. - Oh Baba-God my Oga, I call you for epp and you heal me.
- Oh Baba-God, you carry my soul komot from grave; you don keep me alive—so dat I no go go down to grave.
- Make all hin holy-pipo sing for Baba-God; and give Baba-God tanks wen you remember hin holy name.
- Hin vex no dey last pass one second, but hin favour na for life; cry-cry fit burku for night, but jolly-jolly must come for morning.
- Inside my prosperity, I tok sey, “No-shaking for me.”
- Oh Baba-God, by your favour, you don
make my mountain stand gidigbam; but my mind cut wen you throway-face komot for my side. - Oh Baba-God, na you I dey cry to; Baba-God na you I dey ask for epp;
- “Wetin you gain if I kpeme, wetin you
gain if I enta grave? Abi dust fit praise you? Abi dust go fit tok about your truth? - Oh Baba-God, hear me, and sorry-for
me; Oh Baba-God, be my epp.” - You don turn my cry-cry to dance; you
komot my sackcloth—con wear happiness for my body, - so dat I go sing praise to you, and I no go dey silent. Chai Baba-God my Oga, I go tell you nagode forever.