But wen my savant tok wetin go happen; wen I send my messenjas go tell una wetin I plan, I dey make doz plans, happen. I tell Jerusalem sey pipol go stay for der again and dem go ribuild Judah town. Even doh dem skata am before, I go raiz am up again.
E sey, “All di leaders wey suppose warn my pipol, dey blind! Dem nor know anytin. Dem bi like dog wey nor dey bark; dem just liedan dey dream. Make una si as dem like sleep well-well!
So E tell mi make I go give di pipol dis message: “E nor get as una go listin rish, una nor go undastand. E nor get as una go look rish, una nor go know wetin dey happen.”
But God sey, “My pipol foolish well-well, dem nor know mi at-all. Dem bi shidren wey nor get sense and dem nor dey kwik undastand anytin. Na only bad-bad tins dem sabi do.”
“God don blind dia eye and make dia heart strong like stone, so dat dem nor go si with dia eye and undastand with dia heart, so dem nor go fit kom meet mi, make I for heal dem.”
My friends, I nor won make una dey boast about unasef. So I go tell una wetin happen to Israel pipol. Some among dem sturbon well-well and na so dem go bi until di nomba for Gentile pipol wey God wont, don komplete.
bikos doz wey nor bilive, di gods for dis time don blind dia mind, so dem nor go si lite wey dey dis gospel wey get glory and dis gospel na Christ wey bi God image.