10 Food and wota nor go hongry dem again. Sun and desert heat nor go burn dem again, bikos na di pesin wey love dem, go lead dem. E go lead dem go where wota for dey flow.
bikos na Yu dey protet poor pipol and doz wey nor get anytin. Yu dey protet dem from rain kon kover dem from hot sun, bikos di way wiked pipol dey bihave, bi like heavy rain wey dey fall.
Dem go bi like house wey pesin hide put bikos of heavy rain. Dem go bi like wota wey dey rush for desert; like big rock wey en shadow kover empty land.
Wen poor pipol and doz wey dem dey opress dey look for wota bikos dia trot don dry, den mi, wey bi God go ansa dem. Israel God nor go ever abandon dem.
God wey save una, di Pesin wey dey holy for Israel, dis na wetin E tok: ‘Na mi bi di Oga una God, di Pesin wey dey tish una wetin dey good. Di One wey dey show una di road wey una go follow.
Even doh di mountins and hills go skata, di love wey I get for una, nor go ever end. I go keep my peace and promise forever.” Na God wey love una, tok all dis tins.
Den I go always guide and satisfy una with good tins. I go make una dey strong and well. Una go bi like gardin wey get plenty wota and like wota wey nor go ever dry.
I dey tell una sey, doz wey woship and obey mi, go get plenty food to chop and drink, but food and wota go hongry una wey dey disobey mi. My pipol go dey happy, but na disgrace go follow doz wey dey disobey mi.
As I dey lead dem kom back, dem go dey kry, beg and pray make I forgive dem. I go guide dem pass where wota dey kon take dem pass strait road where dem nor go kick stone fall. I go do am, bikos na mi bi Israel papa and Efraim na my first-born.’ ”
Wen sun start to shine, God kon send one hot breeze kom from east. Di sun dey shine for Jonah head and e nearly faint. So as Jonah dey vex, bikos di plant wey kover en head don die, e kon sey, “E betta make I die, dan dis life wey I dey live so.”
Naw, my God, make Yu protet yor pipol with yor shepad stik. Make Yu lead yor pipol wey dey special for yor eye. Even doh dem dey stay alone for bush, make yu let dem chop betta food wey dey Bashan and Gilead, just as dem dey do before.
Jesus kon tell dem, “Na mi bi di bread wey dey give life. Pesin wey kom meet mi nor go hongry lie-lie and di pesin wey bilive mi, nor go hongry for wota again.