13 E go pity for doz wey dey weak and poor kon save dem.
bikos E dey protet pipol wey nor get, so dat E go save dem from wiked pipol wey won kondemn dem.
“Doz wey don lost and wey waka anyhow, I go find and bring dem kom back. Doz wey get sore, I go bandage am for dem kon heal doz wey dey sick; but doz wey fat and strong, I go distroy dem, bikos I bi shepad wey dey do wetin dey rite.
“Make sure sey una nor porshu any of dis small shidren komot. I tell una di trut, dia angels dey my Papa front for heaven evritime.
“God go bless una wey dey poor for spirit, na una go get heaven.