But God sey, “Axe go fit sey e big pass di man wey dey use am? Abi cutlass dey important pass pesin wey dey use am kut sometin? Nor bi gun dey karry pesin wey hold am, but na di pesin dey karry am.”
Dis na wetin God tell Cyrus wey E choose, wey go use en rite hand distroy nashons, remove kings from pawa kon open gates so dat dem nor go klose am again:
Dem go distroy di town kon skata evriwhere! So make una listin, all di far-far land for di eart. Make una dey ready to fight, but dem go still distroy una!
‘I go koll di pipol wey dey nort and my savant King Nebukadnezzar for Babilon and dem go kom fight against Judah pipol and di towns wey dey round Jerusalem. I go distroy and skata dis nashon and di ones wey dey round am, forever. I go make pipol si and dey fear dem.
But dem nor know wetin God dey tink; dem nor undastand en plans. Dis pipol nor know sey God dey gada dem, so dat dem go beat and mash dem pass like korn wey dem mash for groun.
God sey, “Jerusalem! Make yu raiz-up kon skata di nashons, bikos I go give yu iron and bronze horn, so dat yu go fit distroy many nashons! Yu go give di propaty and di money wey dem tif to Oga God wey dey rule di eart.”
Nineveh pipol, somebody dey kom attack and skata una land. So, make una guide una town well-well and wosh una road too! Make una dey strong and ready to fight!