So God rijet Israel pipol, just as E don bin warn dem thru all en savant, di profets. Dem karry Israel pipol from dia land go Assyria and dem dey der till naw.
God still sey, “Just as breeze dey blow and skata dirty for evriwhere, na so too I go skata una for evriwhere for di eart. I go distroy una wey bi my pipol kon kill una shidren, bikos una nor gri stop di bad-bad tins wey una dey do.
Si, Oga God! Why Yu dey ponish us like dis? Make wimen chop dia shidren wey dem love? Or make dem kill priests and profets for inside God temple, bikos of sofa?
Just as dem dey invite pesin for party, na so too Yu invite my enemies and I kon dey fear. For di day wey God dey vex, nobody go fit eskape or survive am. Naw, my enemies don kill all di shidren wey I born and train.
Dia own don finish! Dem don forget mi kon dey do wetin I sey make dem nor do, so I go distroy dem. I won save dem before, but dem nor dey woship mi from dia heart.
Efraim pipol go bi like plant wey en rut don dry and nor dey bear fruit again. Dem nor go get shidren and even if dem get, I go kill di ones wey dem like pass.”
Doz wey do dis kind tin, make God wey get pawa remove dem komot from Israel kommunity and make E nor ever let dem join again for di sakrifice wey awa pipol dey bring kom gi-am.
Akordin to di days wey una take shek di land, na so too una go sofa for una sin for forty years; one day go bi for one year, den una go know how e bi to make mi vex!’
For dat time, I go vex for dem well-well kon leave and hide my face from dem until dia enemies kill dem finish. Many wahala and trobol go ovakom dem and dem go sey, ‘Dis wahala don finish us, bikos God no dey with us again.’