God tok about dis pipol sey: “Dem dey run from mi and dem nor dey kontrol demsef. So, I nor dey happy with dem. I go remember all di bad-bad tins wey dem don do kon ponish dem, bikos of dia sin.”
“Man pikin, make yu profesai. Tell dem wetin mi God wey get pawa dey tell Ammon pipol wey dey curse Israel. Tell dem sey: “ ‘One swod dey ready to skata; swod wey dem polish to kill and e dey shine like tonda lite.
Oga God sey, “Israel pipol, na since una dey Gibeah una dey sin kom rish naw and una nor dey progress at-all. Una nor si as dem kill Gibeah wiked pipol for war?
“Make una blow di war trumpet for Gibeah! Make una blow di wiso for Rama! Make una blow di trumpet for Bet-Aven! Benjamin pipol make una shake with fear!
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!
God sey, “I bin tink sey, ‘Una go really respet mi!’ Naw, make una do wetin I tok! If to sey una really gri do am, dem nor for skata una house with all dis ponishment.” But na only to sin una dey tink about.
Dat evening, one old man just dey kom back from farm where e for go work. E kom from Efraim tribe, but e dey stay for Gibeah, wey all di pipol kom from Benjamin tribe.
As dem dey chop and drink, some pipol wey dey kause trobol for di town kon surround di house. Dem bigin nok di door dey shaut for di old man, “Make yu bring di man wey dey stay with yu, so dat wi go sleep with am.”