But awa Oga God wey get pawa go kut and skata dem for groun like tree branches. Di ones wey dey proud and dey karry body up, God go ponish dem well-well.
God sey, “I go bring wahala kom di eart and I go ponish all di wiked pipol, bikos of dia sin. I go make anybody wey dey proud, honbol and I go ponish evribody wey dey sturbon and wiked.
True-true, God wey dey lead di sojas for heaven don plan di day wey E go judge evritin, bikos E go disgrace di pipol wey feel sey dem get pawa and dey make mout.
Naw, mi Nebukadnezzar praiz, woship and hail di King wey dey heaven. Evritin wey E dey do dey rite and en ways dey pure. Pipol wey dey karry body up, E dey bring dem down.
Oga God sey, “True-true, Judgement day dey kom; e go kom like strong fire. All doz sturbon and wiked pipol go fall and dat day dem go burn die. Both dia rut and branches go burn finish.
But E give us plenty grace. Na dis make God word sey, “God dey against pesin wey dey karry body up, but E dey give grace to pipol wey dey put dia body down.”