“But for naw, mi, wey bi God, dey sey: ‘I dey send enemies wey go katch dis pipol like man wey dey katch fish. Afta, I go send oda pipol wey go katch dem like huntas for mountins, hills and holes for rock.
Yor eyes too dey holy to si bad tins and Yu nor dey like si pipol wey dey do wiked tins. So wetin make Yu dey sorry for dem? Wetin make Yu kwayet wen wiked pipol dey distroy pipol wey good pass dem?