2 Di desert go sing and shaut bikos e dey happy; e go fine like Lebanon mountins. Di soil go dey good like Sharon and Karmel farms. Evribody go si God glory, en greatness and pawa.
Shitrai wey kom from Sharon, na-im dey keep di melu dem for where dem for dey chop grass for Sharon, while Shafat wey Adlai born, dey keep di animals wey dey di valley.
Food go many for di land and seeds go even dey grow well on-top mountins. Make trees bear betta fruit like di trees for Lebanon and make pipol for di land dey grow well like betta grass for di field.
For morning, una go si God glory, bikos E don hear as una dey komplain against am. Na-im una dey komplain to, nor bi wi wey just bi ordinary human being.”
Wen all dis tins dey happen, pipol go sey, “Look! Make una si God for here! Wi wait for am and E don kom diliver us. Si God for here! Wi really wait for am. So make wi rijoice and dey happy bikos E don save us.”
Na so dis tins go bi until God go from heaven kon give us new life, den di desert go turn where fruit dey and di fruit tree go many like sey na forest.
Di land don dry and nor-tin dey inside again. Lebanon forest don dry finish; Sharon valley bi like desert naw and di trees for Bashan and Karmel mountin don dry finish.
So Jerusalem, make yu go on-top high mountin. Make yu prish di good news! Koll Zion pipol with loud vois, den announce di good news! Shaut as yu dey tok and nor fear at-all. Make yu tell Judah towns sey God dey kom!
I go make cedar, akacia, myrtle and olive trees grow for di desert. Forest wey pine, junipa and cypress trees dey, go grow for dry land where tree nor suppose grow.
So heavens make una shaut for joy! Eart, make una shaut dey happy! Make di mountins bigin sing, bikos God go konfort en pipol kon sorry for di ones wey dey sofa.
Dem go bring pine wood, junipa, cypress and di wood wey fine pass for Lebanon forest kom take build Jerusalem again; so dat my temple go fine and di town go get glory.
Di sun nor go bi una lite for day time again or di moon for nite, bikos na mi, wey bi God, go bi una lite forever and my glory lite go always dey shine on una.
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.
“So make una happy with Jerusalem; all of una wey like dis town, make una happy for am! All of una wey bin dey mourn for am, make una happy with am naw!
Wen una si sey dis tins dey happen, una heart go happy and una go prosper like grass. Den una go know sey, ‘Mi wey bi God dey help pipol wey obey mi, but I dey vex for my enemies.’ ”
Israel pipol go bi like strong sojas and dem go happy like pipol wey drink wine. Dia shidren go remember as dem take win kon happy, bikos of wetin God don do.
Papa, I wont make di pipol wey yu give mi stay with mi for where I dey, so dat dem go si di glory wey yu give mi, bikos yu love mi before yu kreate di world.
Bikos God wey sey, “Make lite shine from darkness,” Na-im dey shine inside awa heart, so dat E go give us di lite wey show us en glory wey dey Christ face.