Psalm Chapter 57

Baba-God Abeg Epp

1. To di producer of music. Set di music to, “No Dabaru.” Dis na poem of David—wen he dey run from Saul inside rock. Sorry-for
   me, oh Baba-God, sorry-for me! My soul trust you. And I go hide inside di shadow of your feathers until wahala waka pass.
2. I cry out to you Baba-God Most High, I cry to Baba-God wey dey do everitin for my life.
3. He go send from heaven, and he go save me, he dey disgrace di pesin wey wan swallow me. Baba-God go send hin mercy plus truth.
4. My soul dey for among lions; I dey sleep among men wey dia blood dey hot—men wey get teeth like long-sharp-weapon and arrow, men wey dia tongue sharp like sword.
5. Oh Baba-God, make you high pass di heavens, make your levels big pass di whole earth.
6. Dem throw net for my leg; my soul bow down. Dem dig hole for my road—but na dem fall inside di hole.
7. My heart dey faithful, Oh Baba-God; my heart dey faithful. I go sing—con praise you.
8. Wake up, my soul! Wake up, harp and lyre! I go wake up di morning.
9. Oh Baba-God, I go praise you among di Nations; I go sing to you—among di pipo.
10. Your mercy high reach heaven; your truth reach di clouds.
11. Oh Baba-God, make your level rise pass heaven; make your levels high pass di earth.