E love mi and E dey protet mi. Na inside am I dey hide put and na-im bi di Pesin wey dey diliver mi. Na-im dey kover mi and di Pesin wey dey save mi. Na God dey make pipol obey mi.
Make Yu nor kill dem just like dat, bikos my pipol go kwik forget di lesin. So, make Yu use yor pawa take make dem dey waka up-and-down without house, den make Yu honbol dem, bikos na Yu my God, dey protet mi.
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.”
Dem go bi like house wey pesin hide put bikos of heavy rain. Dem go bi like wota wey dey rush for desert; like big rock wey en shadow kover empty land.
Den I sey, “My God! Na Yu dey protet and give mi pawa. Yu dey help mi anytime I dey for trobol. Nashons go kom from evriwhere for di eart kon sey, ‘Di gods wey awa grand-grand papa dem get, na only to lie dem know and dem nor fit save anybody.’