God dey vex for en pipol and E don ready to ponish dem. Mountins go shake and pipol wey die, dem go leave dia dead body for street like dirty. God vexnashon nor go end for der, but E go still ponish dem.
Na how long awa land and di grass for di farm go dey dry? Awa animals and birds dey die, bikos of dis pipol wikedness! Pipol wey sey, ‘God nor dey si wetin wi dey do.’ ”
Na Egypt dey flow like River Nile; like river wey dey rush enter land. Egypt sey, ‘I go kover di world; I go distroy many towns and di pipol wey dey stay inside.
“ ‘Afta di sixty-two weeks, di Pesin wey God choose, go die and nor-tin go remain. Di ruler wey get pawa pass, go bring sojas kom distroy di town and di temple. Di end go rush kom like wota; e go bring war and distroshon, just as God plan am.
“I go turn una festival to burial kon shange una happiness to kry. I go make una kut una hair kon wear sak klot, den I go make una mourn like sey una only pikin just die. Dat day go bitter well-well.
“Den Man Pikin sign go appear for heaven and all di tribes for dis world, go kry. Dem go si God Pikin dey kom from inside di kloud for heaven with pawa and betta glory.