Afta e don tink am well-well, e make two melu image with gold kon tell en pipol, “Israel pipol, e don tey wen una dey go woship for Jerusalem. Naw, make una si di god wey bring una kom out from Egypt!”
At wons, e bigin kill all Jeroboam family. So dat wetin God tok thru Profet Ahijah from Shiloh, go happen. Dem kill evribody for Jeroboam family and no one remain.
E ribuild di high place dem wey en papa Hezekaya bin distroy; e build altars for Baal juju kon make Asherah juju, just as King Ahab do for Israel. E dey bow and woship stars for sky.
E sakrifice en sons for fire for Ben-Hinnom Valley kon dey do juju and many bad-bad tins. E dig one pit and for der, doz wey don die, dem dey koll dia spirit kom back to life. E put majishan make dem dey supavise am. E do many wiked and bad tins wey make God vex.
Yor pipol seize strong-strong towns; betta-betta land; house wey propaty full; well wey dem don dig; olive trees; fruit trees and vineyards. Dem chop anytin wey dem wont kon fat and dem enjoy all di good tins wey Yu give dem.
But with all dis tins, di pipol go against Yu. Dem nor gri obey Yu and dem turn from yor law. Dem kill di profets wey kom warn and tell dem to turn kom meet Yu. Dem curse Yu many-many times,
Yu don show betta love to many-many pipol and Yu don still ponish pipol, bikos of dia papa and mama sin. Yu bi great God wey get pawa well-well and Yu dey rule evritin.
Dia shidren dey gada firewood; men dey make di fire and di wimen dey mix flower wey dem go take bake kake for dat juju wey dem dey koll, ‘Heaven Kween.’ Dem still dey pour wine give oda gods as ofrin and dis tin dey make mi vex.
God kon tell mi, “Man pikin, yu dey si dat one too? All dis bad tins wey Judah pipol dey do and wey don spread for di land, nor do dem, but dem still dey do am for my Holy Place and e dey make mi vex for dem more-more. Si as dem dey curse mi for outside!
Di tin whole my hair with en hand. Den for dis vishon, God Spirit karry mi fly go Jerusalem. E take mi go di gate where dem dey pass for di nort side for di temple and one juju wey dey make God vex, dey der.
Dem don make mi dey vex for di gods wey dem dey serve; dem don make mi dey vex well-well with tins wey nor mean anytin: So, I go make dem jealous doz wey nor bi human being: I go make dem vex well-well for kountry wey nor get sense.
Den war start for di town bikos Israel pipol bigin serve oda gods. But e get any man for Israel among di 40,000 men wey karry shield or spear go fight?