1 Oga, na Yu bi my God and e don tey wen I dey wait for Yu, bikos my soul dey hongry for Yu. My whole body dey hongry for Yu inside dis dry and pash-pash land wey nor get wota.
Wetin make mi nor get hope? Wetin make my heart nor dey happy at-all? But I go still put my hope for God hand! I go still dey praiz am, bikos na-im bi my Savior and God!
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.”
But di pipol dey hongry to drink wota, so dem still komplain, “Wetin make yu take us komot from Egypt? Na to kill wi, awa shidren and awa animals with honga?”
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.
Afta I don bring Israel pipol kom back to dia land, dis na di new kovenant wey I go make with dem: I go put and rite my law for dia heart. I go bi dia God and dem go bi my pipol.
I go test di third part wey survive kon klean dem, just as dem dey klean silva for fire. I go test dem, just as dem dey test gold. Den dem go pray give mi and I go ansa dem. I go tell dem sey dem bi my pipol and dem go sey, ‘Na di Oga bi awa God.’ ”
Jesus ansa am, “Make yu neva tosh mi, bikos I neva go meet my Papa for heaven. Go meet my brodas, tell dem sey, ‘I dey go heaven go meet my Papa, wey bi yor Papa too; my God, wey bi yor God too.’ ”