Den I hear di man wey wear linen wey dey on-top di river as e raiz en two hand face sky kon swear with God name sey: “Na only three and half years remain; by di time wen God don save en holy pipol from who dey sofa dem, all dis tins go don happen.”
Wen dem sey make dem leave di tree body for groun, e mean sey dem go give yu back yor kingdom wen yu don know sey na God bi Oga of all ogas for dis world.
Dem go drive yu komot from where human being dey and yu go stay with animals. Na seven years yu go take chop grass like melu kon sleep for open field where dew go fall for yor body, until yu go know sey na di Most High God get pawa ova evry kingdom and E dey gi-am to anybody wey E like.”
But wen di seven years don pass, mi, Nebukadnezzar kon look heaven and my sense kom back to mi. I praiz di Most High God kon give honor and glory to di Pesin wey dey live forever and en kingdom go last forever.
Wen pipol dey sey, “Evritin dey okay and peaceful,” na dat time wahala wey go skata evriwhere go kom and e go bi like di pain wey woman dey face wen e won born and nobody go eskape from am.
Bikos to go against am, bi like wen pesin chop witch and to dey show sturbon head, bi like wen yu dey woship juju. So bikos yu don rijet di word wey God tell yu, en ensef don rijet yu as king.”