Psalms.
31.
For Di Kwayamasta: David Song My God, na Yu dey protet mi; so make Yu nor let pipol disgrace mi. Make Yu save mi, bikos Yu dey always do di rite tin. 
Make Yu listin to mi kon kwik diliver mi. Make Yu bi my rock wey go dey protet mi; di strong place where I fit hide put. 
Na Yu bi my rock and my guide. Bikos of di honor wey yor name get, make Yu take mi komot from wahala. 
Drag mi komot from di trap wey my enemies set for mi, bikos na only Yu fit protet mi. 
I don put my life for yor hand. So Oga God, make Yu diliver mi, bikos Yu bi God wey dey faithful. 
I hate pipol wey dey serve juju, but I trust Yu wey bi my Oga God. 
I go happy and dance for yor love wey nor dey fail, bikos Yu don si my trobol and Yu kare about di pains wey dey my heart. 
Yu nor give mi to my enemies and Yu don put mi for where I go dey save. 
My Oga God, make Yu sorry for mi, bikos I dey pass thru pain as I dey kry and my body and soul dey die dey go. 
I dey die bikos pain and sadnes don make my years short. Sin don finish my strent and na die I dey die so. 
All my enemies dey laf mi and my neighbours hate mi; even my friends dey fear to waka near mi and wen dem si mi dey kom, dem go rush pass anoda road. 
Pipol don forget mi like sey I don die; like sey I bi pot wey break. 
I don hear evritin wey dem dey tok and e dey make mi fear. My enemies gada dey plan how dem go take kill mi. 
But my Oga God, I trust Yu, bikos na Yu bi my God! 
My future dey yor hand. Make Yu save mi from my enemies pawa, bikos dem won kill mi. 
Make yor favor shine on yor savant. Make Yu save mi with yor love wey nor dey fail. 
My God, nor let dem disgrace mi, bikos I dey koll make Yu kom help mi. Instead, make disgrace follow wiked pipol and make dem die go dia grave, where dem go dey silent forever. 
Make Yu klose dia lie-lie mout forever; doz pipol wey get bad mout and dey akuiz God pipol. 
Si as yor favor great rish; di one wey Yu keep for doz wey dey fear Yu. Yu dey pour dem on pipol wey kom make Yu protet dem and Yu dey bless dem for evribody front. 
Yu dey guide and hide dem for yor present and dia enemies nor go fit tosh dem or lie for dia head. 
Make praiz bi God own, bikos E don show mi di wonderful tins wey dey en love wey nor dey fail, wen E save mi from my enemies. 
I kry to Yu as I dey fear kon sey, “Dem don take mi from Yu!” But Yu hear my kry for mesi kon ansa my prayer for help. 
All of una wey dey fear and obey God, make una love am! Bikos God dey protet pipol wey dey loyal to am, but E dey vex ponish doz wey dey do wiked tins. 
So evribody wey put dia trust for God hand, make una nor fear, instead make una get strong mind! 
