My Oga God, make Yu and di box wey dey show as yor pawa bi, enter and stay dis temple forever! Make yor priests si as Yu dey diliver pipol! Make doz wey dey obey Yu happy for di blessings and propaty wey Yu dey give!
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.”
Heavens, make una shaut dey happy! All di deep part for dis eart, make una shaut well-well! Make mountins and evry tree for di forest, shaut too, bikos God protet Israel pipol kon show how E great rish.
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.
I go sorry for Jerusalem and evribody wey dey stay di land wey dem skata. Even doh en land na desert, I go turn am to gardin and e go bi like Eden gardin. Joy and happiness go dey der and dem go sing songs take praiz and tank mi.
Jerusalem pipol dey happy, bikos of wetin God don do. E bi like yong woman wey dem dress ready for marriage. God don wear salvashon and viktory klot for en body.
Yu don make di pipol plenty kon give dem great joy. Dem dey happy for yor present, just as doz wey dey harvest wetin dem plant dey happy or as sojas dey celebrate wen dem divide wetin dem karry kom from war.
Zion pipol! Make una happy well-well! Jerusalem pipol! Make una shaut with joy! Make una look, una king dey kom meet una! E dey raitious and naim get viktory. E dey honbol and kwayet as E sidan on-top donkey dey kom.