My Oga God nor dey really stay dis eart! If evriwhere for di sky and di heavens wey high pass nor fit kontain Yu, den how dis temple wey I build go bi to Yu?
God tell am, “I don hear yor prayers. Dis temple wey yu build for mi, I don make am holy for mysef and na der dem go for woship mi forever. I go wosh and kare for am always.
God klimb go where high well-well. E don katch and put many pipol for prison. Even men wey sin well-well dey praiz Yu. True-true, di Oga awa God dey stay for der!
Na mi bi di high and holy God, di Pesin wey go live forever. Where I dey stay, dey high and holy, but I still dey stay with pipol wey dey honbol and ready to turn from sin kom meet mi, so dat I go give dem mind and hope again.
Di Oga yor God dey with yu and E dey always diliver yu. E dey happy well-well bikos of yu. En love nor go make yu fear again and E go dey sing sweet songs bikos of yu.’