Food and wota nor go hongry dem again. Sun and desert heat nor go burn dem again, bikos na di pesin wey love dem, go lead dem. E go lead dem go where wota for dey flow.
I go sorry for Jerusalem and evribody wey dey stay di land wey dem skata. Even doh en land na desert, I go turn am to gardin and e go bi like Eden gardin. Joy and happiness go dey der and dem go sing songs take praiz and tank mi.
But di pesin wey go help una na di Holy Spirit, wey my Papa go send kom for my name. E go tish una evritin and e go help una remember evritin wey I don tell una.
So, Christ don make awa mind strong. Even as awa heart don strong rish, wi dey happy more-more for Titus wey kom, bikos all of una don let en mind rest.
and bikos of di prison wey dem put mi so, almost all di brodas and sistas faith for Christ, don strong well-well. And naw, dem don dey prish God word without fear.