Den Moses and Israel pipol bigin sing dey praiz God sey, “Wi go sing to God, bikos E don give us viktory. E trow di shariot and doz wey dey ride dem inside di sea.
For dat time, yu go sey: “Make wi tank God! Make wi praiz en name! Make wi tell evribody about di tins wey E do! Make wi tell dem how God big and strong rish.
E go give wisdom to doz wey dey judge, so dat dem go judge well. E go give strong heart to doz wey dey defend di town, so dat dem nor go fear any attack.
Bikos of dis, God dey ready to pity for en pipol; E sidan for en throne and E dey ready to forgive una. True-true, God dey good and evribody wey get faith and dey wait am, go happy well-well.
Wen God wey dey lead heaven sojas don ponish dis pipol, dem go praiz am and afta E don judge all of dem, evribody go know sey Oga God get pawa well-well.
Jerusalem pipol, make una dey great and strong again! God holy town, make una wear pride like klot! Pipol wey nor know God nor go enter una gate again.
Na mi bi di high and holy God, di Pesin wey go live forever. Where I dey stay, dey high and holy, but I still dey stay with pipol wey dey honbol and ready to turn from sin kom meet mi, so dat I go give dem mind and hope again.
E sey, instead of sadnes, E go give joy and happiness to doz wey dey mourn for Zion. Instead of sorrow, E go put praiz song for dia mout. Dem go bi like tree wey God plant by ensef. All of dem go do wetin dey rite and dem go praiz God for wetin E don do.
God sey, “Di time dey kom wen I go choose betta king from among David shidren-shidren. E go rule di land with wisdom kon do wetin dey korrect and good.
Israel God wey dey rule evribody sey, “Wen I don bring di pipol kom back to dia land, dem go tok for Judah sey, ‘Make God bless Jerusalem hill; di holy place wey E dey stay.’
Naw, mi Nebukadnezzar praiz, woship and hail di King wey dey heaven. Evritin wey E dey do dey rite and en ways dey pure. Pipol wey dey karry body up, E dey bring dem down.
Na so God go save all Israel pipol just as en word sey: “Di pesin wey go save Israel pipol go kom from Zion, den Jakob shidren nor go dey do bad tins again.
Dis still show sey God dey rite wen E asept pipol wey bilive Jesus Christ. E dey ponish sinnas, so dat wi go know sey en na God wey nor like sin. Like dis, God show sey en dey rite and anybody wey bilive Jesus Christ, E dey make dem dey rite too.