I dey follow yu go anywhere wey yu dey go and I dey make yu win all yor enemies as yu dey fight. I go make evribody know yu for evriwhere, just as dem know all di big leaders for di world.
King Jehoahaz nor get any sojas, escept fifty men wey fit use horse, ten shariot and 10,000 sojas for groun. Siria king don kill and mash all en men like san-san.
Na who raiz di raitious Pesin kom from east kon make am stand and rule ova nashons and kings? With en swod, e turn dem to dust and with en bow, e make dem bi like grass wey breeze dey blow.
Den all di iron, gold, silva and bronze kon bi like san-san for dry sizin. Breeze blow kon karry all of dem go and dem nor si dem again. But di stone wey skata di image, grow turn to mountin kon kover di eart.
Den my enemies go si sey God dey for my side and shame go katch dem. Dis na di same enemies wey ask sey, “Where dat yor Oga God dey?” And naw, I go si as dem dey fall and I go mash dem pass like portor-portor for road.
Oga God sey, “True-true, Judgement day dey kom; e go kom like strong fire. All doz sturbon and wiked pipol go fall and dat day dem go burn die. Both dia rut and branches go burn finish.
Dem go use swod kill some, karry some as prisona go anoda kountry and di Gentile pipol go distroy Jerusalem, until di time wey God sey Israel must sofa, go end.