Psalms 129

¹ Israel, make una tell us how una enemy don suffer una since una dey young.

² “Ever since I dey young, my enemy don suffer me in wicked ways, but dem never overcome me.

³ Dem cut deep wound for my back, and dem make am like field wey dem don work on top.

⁴ But the LORD, the one wey dey righteous, don free me from slave.”

⁵ Make shame catch those wey hate Zion. Make dem stop and chase them away.

⁶ Make dem be like grass wey dey grow on top house, wey dey dry before e grow;

⁷ Nobody go harvest am or carry am away in bundle.

⁸ Nobody wey dey pass go talk say, “God go bless you! We dey bless you in the name of the LORD.”