Dis na di message wey e send dem: “Today na trobol day, bikos dem don ponish and disgrace us well-well. Wi bi like woman wey won born, but wi too weak to even push.
I know di end from di biginnin and na from wen I kreate di world I don dey tok tins before dem happen. I sey na as I plan am, na so e go bi and I go do am as I wont am.
Di time to ponish Israel don rish; di time wey pipol go get wetin dem deserve. Dat time, Israel pipol go know wen e happen! Una sey, ‘Dis profet na fool. Dis man wey feel sey e know well-well, dey kraze!’ Una hate mi well-well, bikos una sin too many.
Naw, Amazaya, God dey tell yu sey, “ ‘Yor wife go turn ashawo for di town and dem go kill yor shidren for war. Dem go divide yor land kon gi-am to oda pipol and yu yorsef go die for yor enemies kountry. Dem go must take Israel pipol from dia own land kon karry dem go anoda land as slave.’ ”
I go distroy all di place where Isaak shidren-shidren for dey woship juju and skata all dia holy place for Israel. Jeroboam shidren-shidren nor go bi king again.”
But evritin wey I tok thru my profets, happen to una grand-grand papa dem, just as I tok am. So dem turn from sin kom meet mi kon sey, ‘Oga God wey dey lead heaven sojas, na en really ponish us, just as wi deserve am. E don do wetin E sey E go do.’ ”
But I tell una all dis tins, so dat wen di time rish, una go remember sey I tell una about dem before. I just dey tell una all dis tins, bikos I dey with una since.