“Yu don si how King Ahab honbol ensef for mi since wen yu tell am wetin I tok? I nor go bring wahala kon gi-am wen e still dey life, but na en pikin go take head karry am.”
“Yu show sey yu dey sorry for di bad tins wey una do kon respet God wen yu hear how I won use dis place and di pipol wey dey stay here, as strong ezample for pipol wey dem curse.” ’ God sey, ‘Yu tear yor klot kon kry for my present and I don hear yu.
Wetin dem rite for di profets book still get: en prayers and how God take ansa am; all en sins and di bad tins wey e do; where e build high place with Asherah juju before e turn to Oga God.
So Moses and Aaron go meet Fero kon tell am, “God wey bi Hibru pipol God sey: ‘Na how long e go take yu before yu go honbol yorsef for where I dey? Make yu let my pipol go woship mi!
Na mi bi di high and holy God, di Pesin wey go live forever. Where I dey stay, dey high and holy, but I still dey stay with pipol wey dey honbol and ready to turn from sin kom meet mi, so dat I go give dem mind and hope again.
Na my hand I take make heaven and eart; dem with evritin wey dey inside na my own. Mi wey bi Oga God, don tok! I go bless di pesin wey dey honbol and dey ready to turn from sin kom meet mi; pesin wey dey fear and obey mi.
But wen dem kom dis land kon dey stay as dia own, dem nor kon dey obey yor kommand or do wetin Yu tish dem; dem nor do wetin Yu orda dem to do and na dis make Yu distroy dem.
My God, shebi na trut Yu wont? But even wen Yu ponish dis pipol, dem still nor gri shange and wen Yu nearly distroy dem, dem nor gri take korreshon. Dia heart strong like rock and dem nor won turn from sin kom meet Yu make Yu for forgive dem.
Shame dey katch dem bikos of di wiked tins wey dem do? No! Dem nor dey shame at-all. Dem nor even sabi form sef! So, dem go die just as odas die. Dem go die finish, afta I don ponish dem.” Mi, wey bi God, don tok.
Dem dey shame sey dem do dis kind wiked tins? ‘No!’ Dem nor dey shame at-all; dem nor even sabi form sef! Bikos of dis, just as pipol wey don die, na so too dem go die finish afta I don ponish dem.” Mi, wey bi God, don tok.
“Make yu pass thru evriwhere for Jerusalem kon mark di pipol front head; pipol wey dey face trobol and wahala, bikos of all di bad tins wey dey happen for di town.”
But for una wey dey fear my name, my sun wey dey give life go shine and heal una. Una go dey free kon dey happy like melu pikin wey dem open en kage make e for go play.
Wen di sojas oga and di pipol wey dey guide Jesus Christ si di eartkweke and wetin happen, dem fear well-well kon sey, “True-true dis man na God Pikin.”
True-true, God break Israel pipol komot from di tree, bikos dem nor bilive am. But una dey where una dey, bikos una get faith. So, make una nor dey boast, instead, make una dey fear wetin God fit do.