So dis na wetin I tok about God: “Na only en bi di place where I dey hide put, where wiked pipol nor go for fit tosh mi; na-im bi my God and I trust am well-well.”
Den I tink of all di wiked tins wey dey happen for dis world. I si pipol wey dem dey opress, dey kry and nobody dey to help dem. Nobody dey to save dem from doz pawaful men wey dey opress dem.
Look, di time dey kom and e don even rish, wen una go skata and evribody go-go en own way and I go stay alone. But I nor dey alone, bikos my Papa dey with mi.