Den one of di angels kon sey, “Make una run! Make nobody look back and make una nor stop for di valley until una rish di mountin, so dat nobody go die.”
So, make una run komot Babilon town! Make una run for una dear life! Make una nor die for nor-tin, bikos of Babilon pipol sin. I dey take my revensh and I go ponish dem well-well.
God nor dey lie! So di promise wey E make and ensef wey E take swear, na two tins wey nor go shange. Since wi don run go meet God make E guide us, e good make awa mind strong, so dat wi nor go fear as wi bilive en promise.