I kon ansa, “My oga, na yu know di ansa.” Den e sey, “Dis pipol die bikos of Christ. Dem don use di Lamb blood take wosh dia klot, naim make am white like dat!
God pipol wey don die, go kom back to life! Dia body go raiz-up again. So, all of una wey dey grave, make una wake-up kon shaut with happiness, bikos una go grow well like grass wey dew fall put and di eart go bring back evritin wey don die.”
“I swear sey I go make somebody for yor family bring trobol kom give yu. Yu go si am wen I go kollect yor wife from yu kon gi-am to anoda man and e go sleep with dem for publik.