For nine years wen Hoshea dey rule, Assyria king katch Samaria kon karry Israel pipol go Assyria. E keep dem for Halah near Habor (Gozan river) and for Medes town.
Di pipol bi like trees branches wey don dry and skata for groun; wey wimen dey gada take do firewood. So, bikos di pipol nor undastand anytin, God wey kreate dem nor go sorry or pity for dem.
Den una go tell unasef sey, ‘Who give us all dis shidren? Wi know sey dem kill awa shidren kon karry di rest go as slave. Na only wi dey, so where all dis shidren from kom? Na who born dis shidren? Who train dem for us?’ ”
I dey tell una sey, doz wey woship and obey mi, go get plenty food to chop and drink, but food and wota go hongry una wey dey disobey mi. My pipol go dey happy, but na disgrace go follow doz wey dey disobey mi.
Anytime I dey strol outside di town, doz wey dem kill for war, na dia dead body I dey si for road and wen I enter di town, I go still si sey pipol dey die, bikos dem nor si food chop. Profet and priest dey do dia work, but dem nor know wetin dem dey do.”
Rish pipol send dia savant go fetch wota for well, but dem nor si wota fetch, so dem kom back with dia empty kontaina. Dem kover dia face, bikos dem dey shame and dey konfuse.
Just as bird for sky know wen to fly, na so too, dove, swallow and crane know wen to shange pozishon. But my pipol nor gri do wetin mi, wey bi God sey make dem do.
My pipol don die finish bikos dem nor know mi. Since di priests don rijet mi, misef go rijet dem as my priests. Since una don forget una Oga God laws, misef go forget to bless una shidren.