E ain show e powa wen dey kill um pon de cross. Stillyet, God powa mek um lib gin. Same fashion, we wa one wid Christ ain got no powa, bot wiles we da wok wid oona, we gwine lib wid Christ an hab powa wa God da gii we.
De place weh God lib ain neba gwine gree fa jine op wid idol dem wa people mek fa pray ta! Fa true, God da wa lib faeba an da gii life, we e house! God say, “A gwine lib een me people an mek me home mongst um. A gwine be dey God, an dey gwine be me people.”
Stead ob dat, dey been wahn a country dat mo betta den weh dey come fom. Dey been wahn a country dey een heaben. So God ain shame ob um, wen dey call um dey own God, cause e done been mek a city ready fa um.
Den de angel show me de riba weh de wata wa da gii life beena ron. E beena shine bright an cleah jes like glass. An e da leh outta de shrone ob God an ob de Lamb.