make Yu listin and ansa dem from heaven. Make Yu forgive di king and Israel pipol for dia sins kon tish dem di rite way. Den, my Oga God, make Yu send rain kom dis land wey Yu give yor pipol as dia own forever.
Make yu listin from heaven kon forgive yor savants wey bi yor pipol Israel. Den, Yu go tish dem di rite way wey bi life kon make rain fall for yor land wey Yu give dem to stay.
Den God tell mi, “Even if Moses and Samuel stand here dey beg for dis pipol, I nor go listin or sorry for dem. So make yu take dem komot for my front kon tell dem make dem dey go!
If dem really bi profet or get my message, make dem pray give mi, di God wey dey mighty sey, “Make Yu nor allow dem karry all di betta-betta tins wey remain for di temple and palis, go Babilon.
God tell en pipol, “Make una stop and look round. Mi, wey bi God, don tok. Ask for di old way wey bi God own and make una follow am.” But dem ansa, “Dat nor bi di way wey wi like to follow!”
Bikos if I dey prish di gospel, I nor get any rizin to boast, bikos I nor fit do any oda tin dan to dey prish di gospel! Na wahala for mi, if I nor prish di gospel!
Bikos of dis, wi too, since wi hear about una, wi neva stop to dey pray for una. Wi dey tell God make E show una wetin E wont, so dat una go dey wise and undastand God Spirit,
Anytime I remember yu for my prayer, weda na for nite or day time, I dey always tank God wey I dey serve with betta mind, just as my grand-grand papa dem serve am.