But wen I sey, “I go forget God and I nor go tok with en name again,” na dat time yor message dey bi like fire wey dey burn inside my body. Even wen I try to pritend sey nor-tin dey happen, I nor dey fit.
But Oga God wey dey rule all of us kon tell mi, “Bikos dis pipol tok like dis, I go make yor words bi like fire. Den, I go make dis pipol bi like wood and di fire go burn dem.”
Na dis make mi send my profet kom give una di judgement and distroshon message. Just as day dey break for morning, na so too, my judgement go kom meet una.
To doz wey don lost, e bi like sometin wey dey kill; but for doz wey Christ don save, e bi like smell wey dey give life. So, who go fit handle all dis tins?
God word dey alive, e get pawa and e sharp pass knife wey get two sharp side. Di word dey divide pesin soul from en spirit and e dey divide bone from bone; bikos God know wetin wi dey tink for awa mind.
If anybody dey plan bad for dem, fire go kom out from dia mout kon burn dia enemy finish. And if any man dey plan bad for dem, na so too E go take die.