Bikos I don make up my mind sey I nor go sorry for dis town, so I go distroy am. I go gi-am to Babilon king and e go burn am rish groun. Mi, wey bi God, don tok.”
sey make I tell Ebed Melek wey kom from Ethiopia sey, “Israel God wey dey mighty sey, ‘Just as I promise, I go distroy dis town and nor-tin go remain.’ And yu go si am wen e dey happen.
Den, Judah pipol wey remain, wey don make up dia mind sey dem won go Egypt, I go make sure sey, dem distroy dem finish. Both big and small go die for Egypt; weda na for war or honga. Pipol go si dem dey fear and dem go trit dem anyhow kon use dia name as curse.
Judah pipol wey kom stay Egypt, nobody among dem go eskape or survive. Nobody among dem go-go back to Judah, wey dem like to go stay again. Nobody go-go back, escept some slave.’ ”
So, make yu listin to wetin mi, Israel God wey get pawa go do: ‘I go make dis pipol chop bitter food kon make dem drink di judgement wota wey get poizin.
Some of una go die bikos of honga; sickness go kill some; swod go kill anoda set for outside di town and di remain wons, I go skata dem for air kon porshu dem with my swod.
Mi wey bi God wey get pawa dey look as Israel kingdom dey sin, so I go distroy dem komot for dis eart. But I nor go distroy Jakob shidren-shidren finish.