My God, nor let dem disgrace mi, bikos I dey koll make Yu kom help mi. Instead, make disgrace follow wiked pipol and make dem die go dia grave, where dem go dey silent forever.
I go turn Babilon to where birds and wild animals dey stay and wota wey nor dey go front or back, go full di land. I go swip am trowey, just as pesin dey use broom take swip dirty trowey.”
Di pipol kon ask demsef, “Wetin make us just sidan for here? Make wi run go di strong towns, so dat even if wi go die, den wi go fight die for der. Since di Oga awa God don sey wi go die; E don give us poizin drink, bikos wi sin against am.
Jerusalem, where many pipol dey stay before, don empty naw. Di town wey great pass oda nashons before, don bi like woman wey en husband die leave. Na Jerusalem bi kween for di world before, but naw, na slave e bi.
Dem bi like wave for sea wey dey foam kom out. Dem bi like star wey nor dey stay one place and God don keep di place wey deep pass for darkness, dey wait dem.
As e karry ensef up, dey enjoy yeye life, na so di sofa and sadnes wey yu go gi-am, go plenty rish, bikos e tok for en mind sey, ‘I dey rule like kween, my husband neva die and I nor go ever si sadnes again!’
E dey wosh and guide di pipol wey E choose, but E dey make wiked pipol shut up for di dark place wey dem dey, bikos nobody fit win war with en own pawa.