Di king kon tell dem, “But I dey si anoda pesin for der, dem nor tie am and e just dey waka round di fire! Nor-tin don happen to dem! And di nomba four pesin bi like angel!”
My God send en angel kom klose di lion dem mout, so dat dem nor go tosh mi, bikos E si and know sey I nor do anytin. And I neva still do any bad tin to yu, my king.”
All of us wey dey rule yor kingdom, doz wey dey wosh wetin wi dey do; di kounselor, wise men and all di oda royal men, don gri sey make yu give orda kon back am with pawa sey, ‘For thirty days, anybody wey pray to any god or human being wey nor bi yu, make dem trow am for lions pit.’
My king, around aftanoon for road, I kon si one kind lite from heaven wey shine pass di sun. Di lite shine round mi and di pipol wey dey follow mi travel.
As Saul dey wosh David dey go fight di Filistia man, e kon ask Abner wey bi di sojas oga sey, “Abner! Na wish pesin pikin bi dis sef?” Abner ansa, “My king, I nor know.”