Heavens, make una shaut dey happy! All di deep part for dis eart, make una shaut well-well! Make mountins and evry tree for di forest, shaut too, bikos God protet Israel pipol kon show how E great rish.
Una go komot from Babilon with joy and dem go lead una komot from di town with peace. Di mountins and hills go dey sing and di trees go dey shaut with happiness.
e go drive sinnas komot from en present, en pawa and en glory. Dat day, evribody wey bilive, go praiz am and true-true, una bilive evritin wey wi tell una.
So, my friends, as una dey wait for dis tins, make una do wetin una fit do, so dat una go get peace and una go dey without stain or fault wen una go enter en kingdom.