I bow kon woship Yu for yor holy temple. I dey praiz yor name, bikos of yor faithfulnes and love wey nor dey fail; bikos Yu don make yor promise and e high pass di sky.
Christ don save us from di curse wey di law bring, bikos e die for cross for us (just as dem rite am, “Anybody wey dem hang for tree, curse dey en head”),
So make una dey sure sey una dey do dem, bikos dis tins go show how una get sense rish among di pipol wey go hear am and dem go sey, “True-true, dis great kountry get pipol wey wise well-well.”
kon bi one with am. My raitiousness nor kom from di law, but I dey raitious thru my faith for Christ. Bikos na thru faith God take make us dey raitious with am.
But naw, “Dis na my new kovenant (wey bi di new agriment): Di time dey kom wen I go put my laws for dia mout and rite am for dia heart. I go bi dia God and dem go bi my pipol.