Breeze from nort, make yu wake-up! Breeze from sout, make yu blow my gardin kon spread yor scent round am. My love, make yu kom my gardin kon taste en betta fruit.
Na God wont make e sofa and en deat na sakrifice, so dat God go forgive pipol dia sins. So en days go long and e go si en shidren-shidren and thru am, God go do wetin E wont.
Den I go always guide and satisfy una with good tins. I go make una dey strong and well. Una go bi like gardin wey get plenty wota and like wota wey nor go ever dry.
En royal pawa go kontinue to grow. En kingdom go get peace forever. E go rule well like King David kon do betta tins with en pawa; e nor go opress pipol and E go rule from naw go rish wen di world go end. God Almighty go do all dis tins.
Bikos of di gift wey God give dem wey bi; korn, wine, olive oil, sheep and melu, dem go gada kom sing with happiness for Mount Zion. Dem go bi like gardin wey dem pour wota put well-well kon get evritin wey dem wont.
Di tree leaf fine well-well and fruits wey go beleful evribody, full am. Wild animals dey stay under am and birds dey stay for en branches dem. Evritin wey God kreate, dey chop from am.
Jesus ansa dem, “Na bikos una faith too small and I tell una true word, ‘If una get faith wey small like mustard seed, una go tell dis mountin, “Make yu move from here go yonda” and e go move and nor-tin go hard una to do.’
Di sevent angel blow en trumpet and one loud vois kon shaut from heaven: “All di kingdom for di world don bi God and Christ own. E go rule forever and ever.”