Jerusalem pipol dey happy, bikos of wetin God don do. E bi like yong woman wey dem dress ready for marriage. God don wear salvashon and viktory klot for en body.
Make una listin to wetin God tok, “Una own pipol hate and porshu una bikos una dey obey my name. Dem dey laf una sey ‘Oya! Make una honor God name na! Make belle sweet una na!’ ” But make una nor worry, bikos na dem go shame.
But Paul ansa, “Wetin una dey do so, una dey kry dey won break my heart? I ready, nor bi only make dem tie mi, but to die for Jerusalem, bikos of Jesus Christ name.”
Afta dem hear dis, dem enter di temple varanda for morning kon start to dey tish di pipol. Den di priest oga dem and di pipol wey dey follow am kon koll di Sanhedrin, wey bi di big kansol for Israel pipol. Dem send pipol go di prison make dem go bring di apostles kom, bikos dem won judge dia kase.
I dey happy as I dey weak with all di curse, trobols, ponishment and wahala wey I dey sofa bikos of Christ, bikos anytime wey I dey weak, na dat time, I dey-dey strong.
Make wi dey look Jesus Christ wey give us awa faith and go help us keep am. Bikos of di joy wey Jesus dey espect, e sofa for cross and nor mind di shame wey follow am. But naw, e don sidan for di rite hand side for God throne.