18 “Dis yah me saabant wa A done pick fa do me wok. A lob um an A sho please wid um. A gwine pit me Sperit eenside um, an e gwine tell all people God gwine sabe um.
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!”
Den a cloud come kiba um. Dey yeh one boice da taak fom eenside de cloud say, “Dis yah me Son, wa A lob a whole heap. Oona mus listen ta wa e tell oona!”
De people beena stanop dey da look, an de Jew leada dem been dey, da hole Jedus cheap. Dey say, “E sabe oda people. So den, leh um sabe esef, ef e de Messiah wa God done pick fa true!”
“De Sperit ob de Lawd pon me. E done pick me fa tell de Good Nyews ta de po people. E done sen me fa tell dem wa ain free, say, ‘Oona gwine be free.’ E sen me fa tell de bline people, say, ‘Oona gwine see gin.’ E sen me fa free dem wa da suffa.
Oona know dat God pick Jedus, wa come fom Nazareth, an mek de Holy Sperit come eenta um an gim powa. Jedus gone all oba, da do good ta people, an da heal all dem wa been onda de powa ob de Debil. Jedus been able fa do all dem ting yah cause God dey wid um.
Wen dey yeh wa Peter say, dey stop grumble ginst um. Dey staat fa praise God say, “So den, God gii eben de people dat ain Jew a chance fa ton fom dey sin an change dey way, so dat dey kin git life wa gwine las faeba.”
Wen dey git ta Antioch, dey geda de choch people togeda, an dey tell um all dat God been hep um fa do, an how God done open op de way fa de people dat ain Jew fa bleebe pon Jedus.
Cause God done pull we outta we sinful way wa beena git powa oba we an mek we lib een de daak. An God done bring we safe fa lib onda e Son powa, e Son wa e lob fa true.
Come ta de Lawd. E de stone wa da lib an gii life. People been tink say dat stone ain wot nottin, an dey ton way fom um. Bot God pick dat stone, an e too walyable ta um.
We been dey wen God we Fada gii Christ hona an glory. We been dey wen dat boice ob God, de glory wa great mo den all, come ta Christ, an God tell Christ say, “Dis me own Son, wa A lob. A heppy wid um fa true!”