Wiles Peter da taak, a cloud wa beena shine bright, cyas a shada oba um an kiba um op. An dey yeh one boice come outta de cloud say, “Dis yah me Son, wa A lob a whole heap. A sho please wid um. Mus listen ta wa e tell oona!”
Fa a long time, de ooman come ta de jedge, bot de jedge ain done nottin. Bot atta wile e say ta esef, ‘Fa true, A ain scaid ob God, an A ain pay people no mind.
Bot wen dem wa cyah fa de faam see de owna son come, dey all taak togeda say, ‘Dis de owna son. Dis propaty yah gwine be lef ta um. Leh we kill um so dat de propaty gwine come ta we.’
God done wa de Law ain able fa do, cause we, wid we sinful haat, ain able fa hep wesef fa do wa de Law say. God sen e own Son eenta de wol fa be a man like we, fa pay fa we sin. God punish e Son Jedus Christ steada we, wen e mek Christ de sacrifice fa all we sin.