My life, all poho, Cuz I stay real sore inside. I ony goin live short time, Cuz all da time I stay moaning. Befo I strong, but now I ony tired, Cuz a da bad tings I wen do. Even my bones come weak.
Awready you wen count all da times I gotta run away. Put my tears inside yoa watta bag Fo you no foget how plenny I wen cry. Fo shua all dis stay Inside yoa book.
Cuz you peopo dat live inside Jerusalem town, You no goin cry no moa. Wen you guys yell to Da One In Charge fo help you, He goin do um. Fo shua he goin do good tings fo you. He goin hear you guys, An right den an dea he goin help you.
“Bummahs! You Da One In Charge! Try no foget all da stuff I wen do! I no hide um from you. I da kine guy you can trus, an do eryting I promise fo do. I try fo make shua I do ony good kine stuff dat you tell az good.” Den Hezekiah cry plenny.
“Go tell Hezekiah, ‘Dis one spesho message from Da One In Charge, da God fo yoa ancesta David: I wen hear wat you wen pray an I see you cry. Cuz a dat, I goin give you fifteen mo year fo live.
“Den I goin tell da odda guys on my lef side, ‘Get outa hea, you guys! God goin punish you guys! You goin go inside da fire dat stay ready fo da Devil an his angel messenja guys. An dat fire no goin pio eva!
Wen Jesus stay hea inside da world, he pray real hard, an he cry real loud, cuz he know dat God can take him outa dea fo him no gotta mahke. An God lissen him, cuz Christ all da time show him respeck, an ony do wat God tell um fo do.