Oga, na Yu bi my God and e don tey wen I dey wait for Yu, bikos my soul dey hongry for Yu. My whole body dey hongry for Yu inside dis dry and pash-pash land wey nor get wota.
Na so dis tins go bi until God go from heaven kon give us new life, den di desert go turn where fruit dey and di fruit tree go many like sey na forest.
Dem go bi like house wey pesin hide put bikos of heavy rain. Dem go bi like wota wey dey rush for desert; like big rock wey en shadow kover empty land.
Wen poor pipol and doz wey dem dey opress dey look for wota bikos dia trot don dry, den mi, wey bi God go ansa dem. Israel God nor go ever abandon dem.
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.
God sey, “All of una wey wota dey hongry, make una kom drink from dis wota! Una wey nor get money, make una kom chop! Make una kom drink wine and milk and una nor go pay anytin!
I make kovenant with una sey: I don give una my pawa and word forever and from naw go, make una dey obey mi kon tish una shidren and shidren-shidren, so dat dem go obey mi forever.”
E tell mi, “Dis wota dey flow go di east, den from der go Jordan River Valley kon enter di Dead Sea. Afta di wota don flow go di Dead Sea wey get salt taste, di sea go kon turn to fresh wota.
I sey, ‘Make una plant raitiousness for unasef, den una go harvest love wey nor dey end. Make una klear new groun for unasef, bikos dis na di time to turn kom meet mi, so dat I go save una.’
Afta all dis tins, I go put my spirit for una body. Una shidren go prish my message; di old pipol among una go dey dream dreams, while di yong ones go dey si vishon.
For dat time, sweet wine go dey pour like rain from di mountins and di hill go flow with milk. Wota go dey evriwhere Judah, but river go from God temple rush go wet Shittim Valley.
Den Israel pipol wey survive go bi like dew for morning wey God send kom di nashons; like rain wey go make plant grow and e nor dey wait for man before e fall.
“Den I go pour my spirit to pray and to show mesi for David shidren-shidren body and di oda pipol for Jerusalem. Dem go dey look mi, di pesin wey dem shuk, den dem go mourn like pesin wey dey mourn en only pikin. Dem go kry well-well like sey na dia first boy pikin die.
“ ‘Wen di last day don rish, God sey, “I go pour my Spirit inside evribody and all una shidren, both boys and girls go dey profesai, una yong men go dey si vishon and una old men go dey dream plenty dreams.
Bikos God don promote am make e dey en rite hand and e don receive di Holy Spirit wey en Papa promise and naw, e don pour di Holy Spirit for awa body, as una si am dey happen so.
E still tell mi, “God don do am finish! Na mi bi di Alfa and Omega, di startin and di ending. Anybody wey dey hongry for wota, I go gi-am wota wey dey give life and e nor go pay.
Di Spirit and di Bride sey, “Kom!” Make di pesin wey hear sey, “Kom!” And anybody wey wota dey hongry, make e kom; di pesin wey wont di wota wey dey give life, make e drink from am free of sharge.