But una go sing just as una dey do wen una dey do festival for evening; una go happy like pesin wey dey blow trumpet go woship for di Oga God mountin; di God wey dey protet Israel.
I go make pipol wey dey opress una, chop dia own flesh; dem go drink dia own blood like wine. Den evribody go know sey mi, wey bi God, na-im bi di Pesin wey save and free una. Dem go know sey, na mi bi di mighty God for Israel.”
Nashons and kings go kare for una as mama dey kare for en pikin. Den, una go know sey, mi wey bi God, don save una. Israel God wey get pawa don free una.
But di Pesin wey go save dem, dey strong. Dem dey koll am Oga God wey dey rule ova evritin. E go fight for dem kon bring peace and rest kom di eart, but na trobol, wahala and pain go follow Babilon pipol.”
Some of una go die bikos of honga; sickness go kill some; swod go kill anoda set for outside di town and di remain wons, I go skata dem for air kon porshu dem with my swod.
So my vexnashon go end and my ponishment go rest for dia head, den I go dey okay. Wen all dis tins don happen, una go si, undastand and know sey na mi God, tok to una.
Just as e sweet God to prosper and make una plenty, na so too God go dey happy to distroy una. “E go remove una from di land wey una won enter go stay,
Bikos of dis, na one day God go ponish am for all en sin with diziz, mourning, honga and dem go burn am with fire, bikos na Oga God wey go judge am, get all di pawa!”