Bikos Oga God wey dey rule ova evritin tell mi sey, na bikos of en own glory E send mi go di nashons wey bin distroy una, bikos anybody wey tosh una, don tosh di pipol wey E love well-well.”
Wen dem don chop finish, Jesus ask Simon Pita, “Simon, John pikin, yu love mi pass all dis tins?” E ansa, “Yes, Oga God! Yu know sey I love yu.” Jesus kon tell am, “Make yu feed my sheep.”
At wons, di woman fall for groun kon die for Pita front. So wen di yong men enter inside di house kon si sey di woman don die, dem karry am go beri near where dem beri en husband put.
Naw, una don si how God dey good and harsh. Even doh E dey vex for doz wey fall, E still dey kind to una. And E go always dey kind to una, as long as una dey do wetin E wont. If not, E go rijet una too.
Wetin make una tink sey, una betta pass anoda pesin? Nor bi God give una evritin? So wetin make una dey boast wen e bi sey evritin wey una get, na God give una?