Dis na wetin King Cyrus for Persia tok, Di Oga God for heaven don make mi rule di whole world and E sey make I build temple for am for Jerusalem wey dey Judah.
Dem go leave all di dead body for groun, so dat birds and wild animals go chop dem. Birds go chop dem for dry sizin and wild animals go chop dem for rainin sizin.”
Na who raiz di raitious Pesin kom from east kon make am stand and rule ova nashons and kings? With en swod, e turn dem to dust and with en bow, e make dem bi like grass wey breeze dey blow.
Na mi tell Cyrus sey, ‘Na yu bi di pesin wey go rule; yu go do wetin I wont make yu do. Yu go orda make dem build Jerusalem again kon ribuild di Temple.’ ”
I go make Cyrus take akshon, I go make all en road strait. E go ribuild my town kon free my pipol wey dem karry go anoda land and nobody go pay or bribe am.” Dis na wetin God tok.
Tell di sojas make dem attack Babilon. Make evribody wey sabi shot bow, surround di town so dat nobody go eskape. Una must pay dem back kon trit dem, just as dem trit odas, bikos dem dey karry body for mi wey bi di Holy One for Israel.
Like lion wey kom out from bush near Jordan, na so too, mi wey bi God go kom attack and porshu Babilon pipol komot from dia town. Den di leaders wey I choose go rule di nashon. Bikos nobody bi like mi and who go fit shalenge mi? Wish ruler fit follow mi make mout?