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Prayer for Help
David Song
1 My God, make Yu diliver mi!
Bikos all doz wey dey fear and respet Yu,
wiked pipol don kill dem finish.
2 Pipol dey lie give each oda;
dem just dey deceive demsef.
3 Make God kut di tongue wey dey tok anyhow
kon distroy di mout wey dey boast!
4 Dem dey sey, “Na di way wi dey tok,
dey make us prosper;
na wi get awa own lip:
who bi awa oga or who go fit stop us?”
5 So God ansa, “Bikos of di wiked tins wey dem don do
to pipol wey nor get help
and di pains wey poor pipol dey face,
I go do sometin; I go fight for dem,
bikos na so dem wont make I do since.”
6 God promise dey pure well-well
like silva wey dem melt for fire.
7 So Oga God, wi know sey Yu go protet doz wey dem dey opress.
Yu go guide dem forever from doz pipol wey sabi lie well-well,
8 even from doz evil pipol wey dey evriwhere,
bikos wikedness don kover di whole land.