make Yu still listin to yor pipol prayer. If dem turn kom meet Yu for dat land kon pray and konfess dia sin and di wiked tins wey dem don do, my Oga God, make Yu hear dia prayers.
Oded wey bi God profet, dey der. E go meet di sojas wen dem rish Samaria kon sey, “Si, bikos una grand-grand papa God dey vex with Judah pipol, na-im make am give dem to una. Una don kill dem well-well and God know evritin.
Even afta di ponishment wey don happen to us bikos of awa sin, wi still know sey Yu, awa God, dey sorry for us, bikos even doh Yu dey ponish us, Yu still help us survive am.
Awa Oga wey bi Israel God, Yu dey good. Wi, yor savants wey remain, kom meet Yu and wi dey konfess awa sins. Aldo wi nor get any rite to kom yor present again afta evritin wey wi don do.”
My Oga God, make Yu look mi kon hear my prayers for yor savants, Israel pipol, both for day and nite. I konfess sey wi, Israel pipol don sin. Wi and awa grand-grand papa dem don sin.
Afta una don do like dat, den God go sey, “Make una kom make wi setol di matter naw. Even doh una don stain unasef with blood bikos of una sin, I go wosh una white like snow. Even doh una stain red well-well, una go kon dey white like wool.
Before, wi sin against Yu, but naw, wi wons turn from sin kom meet Yu. Afta Yu ponish us, shame nor let us karry awa head up again. Di sin wey wi sin wen wi dey yong, dey make us dey shame.”
Strenjas for der sey, ‘Wi bin won kom help Babilon town, but e don too late. Make wi leave am kon go back to awa house, bikos God don ponish Babilon pipol kon distroy di town.’ ”
Shame dey katch dem bikos of di wiked tins wey dem do? No! Dem nor dey shame at-all. Dem nor even sabi form sef! So, dem go die just as odas die. Dem go die finish, afta I don ponish dem.” Mi, wey bi God, don tok.
Dem dey shame sey dem do dis kind wiked tins? ‘No!’ Dem nor dey shame at-all; dem nor even sabi form sef! Bikos of dis, just as pipol wey don die, na so too dem go die finish afta I don ponish dem.” Mi, wey bi God, don tok.