God sey, “I go bring wahala kom di eart and I go ponish all di wiked pipol, bikos of dia sin. I go make anybody wey dey proud, honbol and I go ponish evribody wey dey sturbon and wiked.
Naw, mi Nebukadnezzar praiz, woship and hail di King wey dey heaven. Evritin wey E dey do dey rite and en ways dey pure. Pipol wey dey karry body up, E dey bring dem down.
But E give us plenty grace. Na dis make God word sey, “God dey against pesin wey dey karry body up, but E dey give grace to pipol wey dey put dia body down.”