Wen Elisha dey sick di sickness wey finally kill-am, Jehoash wey bi Israel king go visit am kon dey kry for en front sey, “My papa! My papa! Di shariot and soja for Israel!”
As Elisha dey look, e kon dey shaut, “My papa, my papa, di shariot and sojas for Israel!” So e nor ever si Elijah again. Elisha kon tear en own klot to pieces.
Den en savants go tell am, “Awa oga! If to sey di profet sey make yu do one big tin, yu nor go rush go do am? So dis one wey e sey make yu do, nor hard at-all, just go wosh yor body, so dat yu go well.”
Den Hazael kon go visit Elisha. E karry gift and forty kamel wey full with all di fine-fine tins wey dey Jerusalem follow body. Wen e rish der, e stand for di profet front kon sey, “Na yor pikin, King Ben-Hadad for Siria send mi kom ask yu sey, ‘I go well from dis sickness at-all?’ ”
David men kon tell am, “Today na di day wey God tell yu about sey, ‘I go put yor enemy for yor hand and yu fit do am anytin wey yu like.’ ” So David kon stand up small-small go kut di korna for Saul klot.