15 Trut nor dey awa mout again and di pesin wey nor dey won do evil, dem dey take en tins from am. God dey look and vex, bikos betta judgement nor dey una body.”
Wen Jehu go back go meet di oda ofisas, dem kon ask am, “Yu dey okay? Wetin make dis mad man kon visit yu?” Jehu ansa, “E nor dey important! Una know dis pipol with di way dem dey tok.”
bikos my enemies nor dey tok di trut. Wetin dey hongry dem to do, na to distroy odas; dia troat bi like open grave and na so-so lie-lie words full dia mout.
Una dey opress poor pipol and nor gri give dem dia freedom. Una dey do like dis, so dat una go fit tif from shidren wey nor get papa and mama again and wimen wey dia husband don die.
Na so-so wiked tins pipol wey dey deceive odas dey tink and na di wiked tins wey dem won do to poor pipol, dem dey always dream about, even wen di poor pipol dey do wetin dey rite.
Jakob shidren-shidren, make una listin to mi. Una wey bi Israel pipol wey kom from Judah tribe: pipol wey swear with God name sey, “Na Israel God wi dey woship,” but una nor mean wetin una dey tok.
una go die yeye deat, bikos na so una wont am and una nor ansa wen I koll una or listin wen I tok to una. Una nor gri obey mi, instead una kon dey do wiked tins.
So, I go bring wahala and di tins wey dem dey fear, bikos wen I koll, nobody ansa and wen I dey tok to dem, nobody gri listin to mi. Evritin wey dem do dey make mi vex and dia ways nor bi my ways.”
‘God don make yu priest instead of Jehoiada. E put yu for en temple so dat yu go dey kontrol doz kraze pipol wey dey pritend sey dem bi profets. And na yor work to tie dat kind pesin for groun.
So tell dem sey: “Dis na nashon wey nor gri obey di Oga dia God or learn from dia wahala. Nobody for der dey good and di pipol nor dey even tok about good tins again.
Di time to ponish Israel don rish; di time wey pipol go get wetin dem deserve. Dat time, Israel pipol go know wen e happen! Una sey, ‘Dis profet na fool. Dis man wey feel sey e know well-well, dey kraze!’ Una hate mi well-well, bikos una sin too many.
Betta pipol wey dey fear God, don die komot di eart and e nor get anybody wey dey good and honest for dis eart again. Evribody for di eart dey wait to kill each oda; dem dey set trap dey wait dia brodas for road.
Den di pipol sey, “Eehen! Wi don know naw sey demon dey inside yu. Abraham and di profets don die, but yu dey tell us sey, ‘Anybody wey follow wetin I dey tish nor go die.’