bikos na Yu dey protet poor pipol and doz wey nor get anytin. Yu dey protet dem from rain kon kover dem from hot sun, bikos di way wiked pipol dey bihave, bi like heavy rain wey dey fall.
Food and wota nor go hongry dem again. Sun and desert heat nor go burn dem again, bikos na di pesin wey love dem, go lead dem. E go lead dem go where wota for dey flow.
den una go si di joy wey go follow una as una dey serve mi. I go make dem honor una for di whole world and una go enjoy di land wey I give Jakob wey bi una grand-grand papa.” Na mi wey bi God tok all dis tins.
So, King Zedekaya kon sey make dem lock mi for di kourtyard wey dey di palis. I stay for der and evriday, dem dey give mi bread chop, until all di bread for di town finish.
God vois bi like lion own from Mount Zion; en vois dey make nois from Jerusalem and di eart with di sky kon dey shake. But God go defend and protet en pipol.
God wey get pawa dey give mi strent. E make mi stand strong for groun like deer kon keep mi save on-top di mountin. (For di kwayamasta: Make dem sing dis song with instrument like, jita.)
Israel pipol, si as una dey happy! Who bi like una? Una bi pipol wey God diliver, bikos na God dey protet una and na-im bi una swod. Make una enemies kry before una and una go mash dia back pass.”