Even doh di mountins and hills go skata, di love wey I get for una, nor go ever end. I go keep my peace and promise forever.” Na God wey love una, tok all dis tins.
So God ansa, “Israel, una bi my shidren wey I love well-well. I dey always tink of una with love wen ever I remember una name. Una dey for my heart and I go really sorry for una.
Oga God sey, “Dem go bi my pipol. For di day wey I go kom judge di world, na dem go bi my own. I go sorry for dem, just as papa dey sorry for en pikin wey serve am.