Jerusalem pipol dey happy, bikos of wetin God don do. E bi like yong woman wey dem dress ready for marriage. God don wear salvashon and viktory klot for en body.
But God wey strong and get pawa, dey my side. So doz wey dey plan against mi, go fail. Yu go disgrace dem forever, bikos dem nor go susid and dem nor go ever forget di disgrace.
But for una wey dey fear my name, my sun wey dey give life go shine and heal una. Una go dey free kon dey happy like melu pikin wey dem open en kage make e for go play.
Jesus ansa dem, “Una faith small o-o. Wetin make una dey fear?” Den e get up, kommand di breeze and di wave sey, make dem stop and evriwhere kon kwayet at wons.
But e tell mi, “Di grace wey I give yu strong rish, bikos my pawa dey show wen yu dey weak.” So, I go boast well-well about how I nor dey strong, so dat Christ pawa go dey show for my body.