Wen dem sidan make dem bigin chop, dem kon si some karavan wey karry Ishmael pipol dey kom from Gilead. Dia kamel karry spice, balm and myrrh dey go Egypt.
My darlin, yu too fine! I nor fit diskribe as yu fine rish. Even with di lite klot wey yu take kover face, yor eyes still dey shine like dove own. Yor hair dey dance like woman goat wey dey kom from Mount Gilead.
Yu send yor savant kom boast give mi sey yu don defeat di highest mountins for Lebanon with all yor shariot. Yu dey boast sey yu dey kut di cedars tree wey tall pass and di cypress tree wey fine pass for der. Yu still sey yu don rish di place wey far pass for di forest
I kon ask, “Oga God, how long dis tins go take happen?” E ansa, “Na till di town skata finish and nor-tin go dey inside again. Till nobody dey stay di house and na until di land don turn where dem dey trow dirty put.
God sey, “As far as I bi di God wey dey alive, Jehoiakim pikin, Jekonaya wey bi king for Judah, yu nor go fit bi king for dis eart. I go take dat pawa komot from yor hand.
“Wen Hezekaya bi king for Judah, Profet Mikah from Moreshet profesai give di pipol. E tell dem sey, ‘God sey, “ ‘ “Dem go klear Zion like field; Jerusalem go turn where dem dey trowey dirty put and di temple hill go turn forest.” ’
Just like lion wey kom out from where e hide put, na so too di pesin wey dey distroy nashons go kom out. E dey kom distroy Judah: di town go skata finish and nobody go stay der again.”
For Judah town and Jerusalem street, I go make sure sey nobody dey shaut or happy with joy sey pesin dey marry. Dis na bikos di whole land dey empty and dirty don full der.”
Abeg make Yu let mi cross with Israel pipol, so dat I go si di land wey Yu promise awa grand-grand papa dem for di oda side for Jordan River, wey get betta kountries for di hill and Lebanon!”