Nigerian Pidgin Bible
Psalms 147
1 Praise the LORD; e dey good to dey sing praise to our God; e make sense to praise him.
2 The LORD dey rebuild Jerusalem; he dey bring back those wey dey foreign land.
3 He dey heal those wey their heart don break and put bandage for their wound.
4 Him don decide the number wey the star suppose be and he call each one of them with name.
5 Great and mighty na our LORD; nobody fit measure him wisdom.
6 He dey raise those wey dey humble, but he dey bring down the wicked to ground.
7 Make una sing hymns of praise to the LORD; make una use harp play music to our God.
8 He spread cloud for sky; he dey give rain for earth and make grass dey grow on top hill.
9 He dey give animal their food and he dey feed young bird wen dem call.
10 Him pleasure no dey for horse wey strong, or soldier wey dey brave;
11 But him dey enjoy those wey dey honor him, and those wey trust him love wey no dey change.
12 Make una praise the LORD, O Jerusalem; make una praise una God, O Zion;
13 He dey keep una gate strong; he dey bless una people.
14 He keep una border safe and he dey satisfy una with fine wheat.
15 He dey give command to earth, and wetin him talk dey happen fast.
16 He dey spread snow like blanket and scatter ice like dust.
17 He send rain like gravel; nobody fit hold the cold wey him send!
18 Then he dey give command, and the ice dey melt, he dey send wind and the water dey flow.
19 He dey give him message to him people, and he dey give him command and law to Israel.
20 He never do this for other nations; dem no know him laws. Praise the LORD!