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.
“I tell una true word, na di tax kollector God go forgive, nor bi di Farisee. Bikos anybody wey karry ensef go up, God go bring am down, but di pesin wey put ensef down, God go karry am up.”
But naw, I dey rite to una sey, pipol wey sey dem bi Christians and dem dey do bad tins, make una nor follow dem make friend. Make una nor even chop with dat kind pesin.
Make yu tish old wimen sey, make dem live life wey go make God happy. Make dem nor tok bad about pipol; nor dey drink anyhow, instead make dem tish oda wimen wetin dey good.