Una priests nor even ask sey, ‘Where Oga God dey?’ Doz wey dey tish my law nor even know mi. Una rulers don turn from mi. Una profets dey profesai with Baal name and una leaders dey woship juju wey nor fit help or save dem.
Even doh dem know sey God dey, dem nor dey gri gi-am glory as God. Dem nor dey tank am for all di tins wey E dey do. Instead, na nonsense tins dem dey do and dia wiked mind nor fit undastand di trut again.
Naw, wi wont make yu know, so dat yu go fit do sometin about am. Bikos betta wahala dey kom for awa oga and en family. E too wiked and nobody fit tell am anytin!”
As dem dey chop and drink, some pipol wey dey kause trobol for di town kon surround di house. Dem bigin nok di door dey shaut for di old man, “Make yu bring di man wey dey stay with yu, so dat wi go sleep with am.”
God sey, “Dis pipol bi like sojas wey don ready dia bows. Dem always dey ready to lie, bikos of dis, dem don get pawa for di land, but na wayo dem take get am. Dem don do many bad tins and dem nor dey tink of mi wey bi dia God.
Di priests break my law and dem nor dey respet anytin wey dey holy. Dem nor know wetin dey holy or not. Dem forget di Sabat; dem nor dey tish about wetin dey klean again. So bikos of dis, Israel pipol nor dey gri respet mi again.