Wi know sey if dis awa house for eart, wey bi awa body skata, God get di one wey wi go stay, wey e bi sey nor bi human being hand build am and e go last forever for heaven.
I don die with Christ for cross, so nor bi mi dey live again, but na Christ dey live inside mi. Di life wey I dey live naw, na bikos of di good tins wey God pikin do inside mi, bikos e love and die for mi.
I nor go boast about anytin escept for di sofa wey awa Oga God Jesus Christ sofa and bikos of dat sofa, di world nor mean anytin to mi and I don die to di world too.
Di hope wey I get bi sey, shame nor go ever fit katch mi; my heart go strong well-well and as I dey do naw, na so I go always dey do. Evritin for my body go praiz Christ, weda I dey alive or I don die.
Den I hear one vois from heaven dey sey, “Make yu rite dis tins: “God don bless pipol wey bilive and obey Christ before dem die!” Di Spirit sey, “Blessing go really follow dis pipol and dem go rest from dia hard work, bikos of di good wey dem do.”