But Yu, my Oga God! Yu go send wiked pipol go di pit where distroshon dey. Doz wey dey kill pipol and doz wey dey lie, go kwik die, but as for mi, I go trust di Oga, wey bi my God.
“Pipol nor go nid to tish each oda about how to know God, bikos evribody go know mi; both doz wey poor and doz wey get money. I go forgive dia sins and I nor go remember di bad tins wey dem do before. Mi, wey bi God, don tok.”