Jerusalem road dey mourn, bikos nobody dey pass der go celebrate again. Di town gate kwayet and pain won kill di priests dem. Di yong wimen dey kry, bikos di trobol wey dem dey face, too mush!
Dem nor go fit offa wine ofrin or sakrifice give God for der. Oga God nor go asept any of una sakrifice bikos e go bi like food wey dem offa give dead body and doz wey chop am, nor go dey klean. Una go only dey chop am bikos of honga, but make una nor bring any one kom God temple.
Una wey bi priests wey dey serve for di altar, make una wear sak klot kon kry! Make una go mourn for di temple till day break, bikos korn and wine nor dey wey una go offa give una God!
Make di priest wey dey serve God for di altar, stand and kry for di temple gate kon sey, “My Oga God, make Yu sorry for yor pipol. Nor allow oda nashons hate, laf and ask us sey, ‘Where una God der?’ ”