She mahke Canaan side, Kiriat-Arba town (dass Hebron, you know). Abraham go inside da tent wea dey put Sarah body, an he cry plenny fo her. He no shame fo show erybody dat he real sore inside.
Da king come all bum out, cuz den he know Absalom mahke. He go up inside da room ova da town gate an cry plenny. Wen he stay going, he tell, “Bummahs! My boy, Absalom! My boy, my boy, Absalom! Mo betta I wen mahke, an not you! Bummahs! My boy, my boy, Absalom!”
“Me, Da One In Charge, goin make da David ohana an da Jerusalem peopo like do good kine stuff fo odda peopo, an dey goin pray to God fo help dem too. Dey goin look me, da guy dey wen stab. Dey goin stay real sore inside, jalike somebody stay sore cuz dea firs boy dat born wen mahke.
Wen Jesus hear dat, he tell, “Lazarus no goin mahke from dis sick. Dis happen so erybody goin know how awesome God stay. I God Boy, an erybody goin find out from dis how awesome I stay too.”