So den, God stay wit us guys. He oua leada. His pries guys wit dea metal trumpets goin make da signal fo start fo fight you guys. Eh, you Israel guys, no go fight Da One In Charge, da God fo yoa ancesta guys, cuz no way you guys goin win!”
He tell: “You Da One In Charge, you da God fo oua ancesta guys. Fo shua you da God dat tell us wat fo do from inside da sky. You da One in charge a da kings ova all da peopos. You strong an get plenny powa fo fight. No mo nobody can stan up agains you.
I like fo God tell you tings you donno still yet Bout how fo know wat fo do erytime. If you wen know dat fo real kine, den you goin undastan Dat get mo den one way fo tink bout stuff. But you donno yet! You goin know dat God wen even foget Some a da bad tings you wen do.
An if I know he goin kill me, Den I can still res easy, No matta I stay suffa plenny an no come mo betta. Cuz I neva hide from nobody Da tings I tell bout da One Dat Stay Good An Spesho.
Eh! You Da One In Charge! Get choke plenny tings you wen make! An eryting you make, You know wat you stay do! Da world stay full A da tings you wen make.
You so big, you wipe out erybody dat go agains you. Wen you come huhu, you burn um up, Jalike peopo burn up da junks dat stay Afta dey harves da wheat.
Da Pharaoh guy, he sen his peopo fo check out wat wen happen. He find out dat da animal da Israel peopo get, not even one wen mahke. Stay bodda da Pharaoh guy plenny. Still yet da Pharaoh guy stay hard head. He still no like let da peopo go way.
Da peopo dat no do notting bad Cuz dey erytime come real sked wat goin happen, Dey can stay good inside. But da ones dat no kea cuz dey hard head, Dey goin fall down real hard, An bad tings goin happen to dem.
Da kine guy dat make deaf ear Cuz peopo tell um ova an ova He do wrong an he betta stop, Fo real Da One In Charge goin bring down dat guy one time. Cuz no way da guy can come good bumbye.
“Bummahs! fo anybody dat make argue Wit da One dat wen make dem! Dey notting. Dey jalike one piece from one broke pot, An anodda piece from broke pots Dat get all ova da groun. You tink da clay aks da guy dat make pots, ‘Wat you stay making, aah?! Da stuff you make Look jalike you no mo hands!’
You Babylon peopo, you wen go fight me, Da One In Charge! Az how come I wen make one trap. An da trap wen catch you guys, An you neva know, had one trap!
Da One In Charge no get huhu real fas. He get plenny powa. He erytime punish da peopo dat get da blame. He show his powa inside da tornado an da storm. Da clouds, jalike da dus his feets kick up.
Ho, God! He unreals smart! God, he know how fo use all his smarts! An he know eryting! No mo nobody undastan how he make up his mind! No mo nobody can figga out how come God do wat he do! Jalike da Bible tell befo time:
But now, God like use his church peopo fo show all da leada guys an all da guys wit powa dat stay inside da sky, dat God know wat fo do bout eryting fo real kine.
God, he get plenny powa! Wateva we go aks him fo do, o wateva we figga he can do, he can do mo plenny den dat! Dass da kine powa he get fo change us guys inside.