4 An de sodja dem wa beena gyaad de tomb, dey tremble cause dey scaid, an dey faddown jes like dey dead man dem.
Wiles de ooman dem beena gwine fa tell de ciple dem, some ob de sodja dem wa beena gyaad de tomb, dey gone back ta de city an dey tell de leada dem ob de priest dem all wa happen.
Dat angel beena shine like lightnin, an e cloes been white like snow.
De angel tell de ooman dem say, “Oona mus dohn be scaid! A know oona da look fa Jedus wa dey nail pon de cross.
De jailhouse gyaad tell somebody fa come bring um light. E ron quick eenside. E beena tremble an e git down pon de groun fo um.
Wen A shim, A faddown flat at e foot like poson wa done dead. E pit e right han pon me an an tell me say, “Mus dohn scaid! A de Fus an de Las.