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.
Na from nort one nashon go kom attack and distroy Babilon. Babilon go turn desert where nobody dey stay, bikos en pipol and animals go run komot der.’ ”
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.
So naw, make una komot from Babilon, make una run komot from der! Make una shaut with joy as una dey tok about am. Make una tell evribody for di world sey, ‘God don save Jakob en savant.’
Bikos I dey bring many strong nashons from di nort and dem go attack and distroy Babilon. Wen dia strong sojas shot dia arrow, e go-go meet and kill who dem shot am to! Dem nor dey miss at-all.