Jalike one fruit tree give same kine fruit, you guys gotta do da kine good stuff dat show you come sorry fo do all da kine bad stuff you stay do, an no do um no moa.
My braddahs an sistahs, I know dis fo shua: you guys do good kine tings erytime. You guys get all da smarts you need. An you guys know how fo help each odda know da importan stuff.
God get plenny good heart fo you, an he stay hang in dea an wait fo you. An den, you make jalike dass notting? You no tink he like you come sorry an no do da bad kine stuff no moa, o wat?!
Mo betta us guys tell da trut erytime wit love an aloha. An we goin come jalike grown up guys in eryting—fo us come jalike Christ. Cuz he jalike da head a us guys an us guys jalike da body.
Stan strong! Wen you trus wass true, dass jalike one army belt fo yoa wais. An wen you do da right kine stuff, dass jalike one metal ves fo cova yoa ches.
Den dey goin erytime do da right kine stuff, cuz Jesus Christ help um. Wen dat happen, erybody goin know how awesome you stay, God, an dey goin go all out fo tell all da good kine tings bout you!” Dass how I pray to God.
Eh Timoty, you God guy. Run away from all da bad kine stuff you do. Go all out fo do da right ting, fo do wat God like, fo trus God, fo get love an aloha fo erybody, fo hang in dea, an fo make nice to peopo.
But God talk to his Boy lidis: “My Boy, you God. You goin stay king foeva. Da spesho stick you carry fo show dat you da King, Dat mean you da King dat erytime do da right ting.
All dem guys wen trus God. Dass how dey wen fight an win agains da odda kings an dea countries. Dey do wass right fo help da peopo. Dey get da stuff dat God wen promise dem. Dey fight an win agains lions.
My fren, no make jalike da peopo dat do bad kine stuff, but make jalike da peopo dat do good kine stuff. Da peopo dat do good kine stuff come from God. Da peopo dat do bad kine stuff donno God fo real kine.