My God, with di pawa wey dey yor hand, make Yu distroy pipol wey dey espect dia reward from dis world. But doz wey Yu like well-well, make Yu give dem enough and dia shidren go get plenty kon die leave propaty for dia shidren-shidren.
Jesus tell am, “If yu won dey pafet, go sell evritin wey yu get, den give di money to poor pipol and yu go get betta tins for heaven. Wen yu don do wetin I tok, den make yu kom follow mi.”
Make una sell evritin wey una get and give di money to poor pipol. Bag wey nor go tear, make una take am gada betta tins for heaven, where tif nor go fit rish and siti-siti nor go fit spoil dem.
“But Abraham ansa, ‘My pikin, remember sey wen yu dey alive, yu dey enjoy good tins, but Lazarus nor enjoy at-all. But naw, e dey enjoy for here and yu dey sofa for der.
So I tell una true word, make una use una money well, so dat una go make friends for unasef and wen di money finish, God go welkom una for en kingdom wey go dey forever.
Wen Jesus hear wetin di man tok, e kon tell am, “E still get one tin wey yu neva do, make yu sell evritin wey yu get, give di money to poor pipol, den yu go get betta propaty for heaven. Afta dat, make yu kom follow mi.”
Nor bi sey I don get evritin wey I wont or God don make mi pafet, but I dey try make I get di prize wey dey kom from God kon hold am as Jesus Christ whole mi.