Psalms.
57.
David Prayer Wen E Dey Run From Saul My God, make Yu sorry for mi. Abeg, sorry for mi, bikos na Yu dey protet mi. I go hide under yor shadow until I don free from all dis wahala. 
I kry to di Most High; di God wey dey supply evritin wey I wont 
and E go send help kom from heaven kon save mi, den disgrace doz wey won kill mi. My God go send en goodness and love wey nor dey fail kom. 
Na lions gada round mi so! I dey with pipol wey won kill mi; pipol wey dia tit sharp like spear and arrow and wey dia words dey kut like swods. 
My God, make Yu raiz pass di sky! Make yor glory shine for evriwhere for di eart. 
My enemies don set trap for mi and I don taya bikos of dia wahala. Dem dig deep pit for where I dey waka pass, but na dem go fall enter by demsef. 
My God, I get hope. Yes! I get hope. So I go sing kon praiz yor name. 
So, make my heart wake-up! Trumpet and jita, make una wake-up too! Mi mysef go wake-up for morning with song for my mout. 
I go tank Yu wey bi my God for where evribody dey. I go sing yor praiz among all di nashons. 
Bikos yor love wey nor dey fail, high pass heaven. Yor faithfulnes dey rish di kloud. 
My God, make Yu raiz pass di sky and make yor glory shine kon kover di whole eart. 
