“God Spirit dey my body, bikos E don anoint mi make I prish Good News give poor pipol. E send mi make I prish freedom give pipol wey dey prison and make blind pipol for si. E still sey make I free doz wey dem dey opress
Finally, my brodas and sistas, tins wey bi true; wey get respet; wey fine; wey pipol dey tok good about; wey good well-well; wey rish to praiz, na dis kind tins una suppose to dey tink about.
But di pesin wey dey look God pafet law wey dey free pipol; dey do wetin di word tok and e nor dey listin and forget, God go bless am for evritin wey e dey do.