Wen King Ahab si Elijah, e kon sey, “My enemy, yu don find mi si abi?” Elijah ansa, “Yes! I don find yu si. Yu don do wetin nor dey good at-all for God eye.
King Ahab ansa, “E get anoda one, en name na Mikaya wey Imlah born. But I hate am, bikos e nor dey profesai anytin wey dey good give mi, na only bad tin e dey tell mi.” King Jehoshafat kon sey, “Make yu nor tok like dat!”
As e dey tok, King Amazaya kon tell am, “Na who choose yu to advise di king? Make yu stop to profesai or dem go kill yu trowey!” Di profet stop kon sey, “I know sey God one distroy yu, bikos of dis tins wey yu do and yu nor gri listin to my advise.”
Make pipol wey dey fear God beat and korrect mi with love! Make my head nor rijet good oil! True-true, even with all dia wiked plans, my prayers dey make dem fear.
But wen I si sey dem nor dey do wetin dem rite for God word, I kon tell Pita for dia front, “If yu wey bi Jew, dey do like Gentile pipol, how yu wont take make Gentile pipol live like Jew pipol?”