1 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!
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.
Draw mi follow yu! Make wi kwik komot here! Make di king take mi go en room. Awa king, wi dey happy well-well, bikos of yu and wi like yor love pass wine. Yes, di yong wimen dey honor yu and dat na di rite tin to do.
I don enter my gardin, my treasure and wife to bi! I don gada myrrh with spices and I don chop my honi-komb and my honey; I don drink my wine and my milk! Una wey sabi love, make una chop and drink until love shark una.
Den di man bring mi kom di temple front and I si wota dey kom out from under di gate dey rush go east; di place wey di temple face. E dey flow well for di sout-side for di temple near di altar.
Anywhere di wota flow go, animals and fish wey dey dat place, go still dey alive. Di wota go make di Dead Sea wota fresh and anywhere dis wota flow go, evritin for der, go get life.
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.
Israel pipol go bi like strong sojas and dem go happy like pipol wey drink wine. Dia shidren go remember as dem take win kon happy, bikos of wetin God don do.
Oga God wey get pawa go protet en pipol and dem go distroy dia enemies. Dem go dey shaut for war like who drink dey katch and dem go kill dia enemies finish. Dia enemies blood go plenty well-well like sakrifice blood wey dem pour put for di altar.
Make una heal pipol wey nor well, wake pipol wey don die; cure lepers and drive demons komot from pipol body. Na free God give una dis pawa, so make una gi-am free to oda pipol too.
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.
So I advise yu sey make yu buy gold; gold wey dem don polish with fire. Den yu go get plenty money. Make yu still buy white klot from mi kon wear am, so dat dem nor go si yor nakednes again, den buy medicine put for yor eye, so dat yu go fit si.
Naw, Boaz kon go sidan for di village gate. Wen di relashon wey dey klose to Elimelek dey waka pass; di man wey e tell Rut about, Boaz kon tell am. “My friend, abeg kom sidan for here, bikos I wont tok with yu!” So, e kon sidan.