Who don go heaven kom back? Who don ever katch breeze for en hand or wrap wota for klot? Who kreate di whole world? Na who e bi and na wetin bi en pikin name? Make yu tell mi, if yu know!
Heavens, make una shaut dey happy! All di deep part for dis eart, make una shaut well-well! Make mountins and evry tree for di forest, shaut too, bikos God protet Israel pipol kon show how E great rish.
So from naw go, no matter how dem wota any tree rish, e nor go grow kon tall rish di kloud again. All of dem must die like man pikin, dem must die go where dead body dey.’ ”
Jesus ansa am, “Make yu neva tosh mi, bikos I neva go meet my Papa for heaven. Go meet my brodas, tell dem sey, ‘I dey go heaven go meet my Papa, wey bi yor Papa too; my God, wey bi yor God too.’ ”
Na mi bi di bread wey kom down from heaven. Anybody wey chop dis bread go live forever. Na my flesh bi di bread wey I go give di pipol wey dey for dis world.”
Dis na di bread wey kom down from heaven, e nor bi like di bread wey una grand-grand papa dem chop and afta, dem still die. Di pesin wey go chop dis bread nor go ever die, but e go live forever.”
Jesus ansa dem, “Even if I dey tok about mysef, wetin I dey tok na true, bikos I know where I from kom and where I dey go. But una nor know where I from kom or where I dey go.
even doh wi si Jesus wey angels big pass small, e nor too tey before God gi-am glory and honor, bikos e sofa and die for evribody, just as God plan am.