So Moses stresh en hand face di sea and wen morning rish, di sea don go back to di way e bi before. For dis time, Egypt sojas try to run from di wota, but God kill all of dem inside di sea.
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.
Wen all dis tins dey happen, pipol go sey, “Look! Make una si God for here! Wi wait for am and E don kom diliver us. Si God for here! Wi really wait for am. So make wi rijoice and dey happy bikos E don save us.”
Dis na di message wey e send dem: “Today na trobol day, bikos dem don ponish and disgrace us well-well. Wi bi like woman wey won born, but wi too weak to even push.
I go kom save dem kwik-kwik, bikos my time to win, don near. Mi mysef go rule all di nashons. Di lands wey dey far dey wait make I kom; dem dey wait with hope make I kon save dem.
Yet, na Yu bi di only hope wey Israel get; na Yu save us from wahala. So naw, why Yu kon bi like strenja for awa land or like pesin wey dey travel kon branch stay for one nite?