From awa grand-grand papa time kon rish naw, wi wey bi yor pipol don sin well-well. Na bikos of awa sin, wi, awa kings and priests, fall for strenj kings hand and dem kill, tif and karry us go as prisonas. Dem don disgrace us well-well as wi dey today.
So dis na wetin mi God dey tell una. ‘I gri sey di town na pot and na pipol wey una kill bi di meat! So, una nor go stay here again, bikos I go remove una from di town!
Bikos of dis, for Jerusalem, papa and mama go chop dia pikin and shidren go chop dia papa and mama. I go ponish una and doz wey go remain wey nor die, I go skata dem for evriwhere for dis world.
Bikos all rulers na God savant and na dia duty to help una. If una do bad, den make una fear, bikos dis rulers get pawa to ponish una. Dem bi God savants wey dey ponish doz wey do bad tins.
God go karry una with di king go meet pipol wey una with una grand-grand papa neva hear of before and una go serve and woship gods wey dem make with wood and stone.