6 Even if dem eskape distroshon for Assyria, Egypt sojas go kill dem and Memfis pipol go beri dem. Grass and shuku-shuku go grow kover all di place where dia house and silva dey.
King Jehoahaz nor get any sojas, escept fifty men wey fit use horse, ten shariot and 10,000 sojas for groun. Siria king don kill and mash all en men like san-san.
Wen dat day rish, Israel pipol wey dey Assyria, Patros, Sudan, Elam, Babilon, Hamat, di towns wey dey near di sea and Egypt, God go use en pawa take bring dem kom back to Jerusalem.
Di time dey kom wen God go shake di tree from Eufrates River go rish di rut for Egypt and just as farmer dey separate korn from dia kanda, na so too God go gada and separate en pipol one-by-one.
I go let grass grow for evriwhere and I nor go trim di vine or use hoe dig di groun again, instead, I go let dirty kover am and rain nor go ever fall put again.”
Den, Judah pipol wey remain, wey don make up dia mind sey dem won go Egypt, I go make sure sey, dem distroy dem finish. Both big and small go die for Egypt; weda na for war or honga. Pipol go si dem dey fear and dem go trit dem anyhow kon use dia name as curse.
“Make yu shaut am for Egypt, Migdol, Memfis and Tahpanhes sey, ‘Make una ready to defend unasef, bikos dem go kom fight and distroy evritin where una get!’
Dem go skata di juju house on-top di hill for Aven where Israel pipol for dey go woship am. Shuku-shuku and grass go grow kover dia altars. Di pipol go shaut koll di mountins sey, “Make yu kom hide us!” Dem go tell di hill, “Make yu kom kover us!”
Efraim pipol dey waka up-and-down like bird wey dem dey kwik deceive; dem koll Egypt pipol make dem kom help dem fight; but afta, dem run go koll Assyria pipol too!
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.
Dem dey always waka leave mi go meet and follow oda gods wey nor get pawa. Dem nor dey stabol; dem bi like bow wey bend. Bikos dia leaders dey tok anyhow, dia enemies go kill dem, den Egypt pipol go laf dem well-well.”
Dem dey offa sakrifice give mi kon chop di sakrifice meat. But mi wey bi God nor dey happy with dem and naw, I go remember dia sin kon ponish dem. I go send dem go back to Egypt!