Why my pipol nor ansa wen I go meet dem sey I go save dem? Why dem nor ansa wen I koll dem? I nor get pawa rish to save dem? But I fit kommand di sea make e dry kon turn river to desert, so dat di fish dem go die.
I go kom save dem kwik-kwik, bikos my time to win, don near. Mi mysef go rule all di nashons. Di lands wey dey far dey wait make I kom; dem dey wait with hope make I kon save dem.
Oga God, make Yu raiz-up kon help us! Save us with yor pawa. Make Yu use yor pawa, just as Yu dey do before. Di monsta wey dem dey koll Rahab wey dey di sea, na Yu kut am to pieces.
God don make betta promise and E go make am happen with en pawa den E go sey: “Enemies nor go chop una korn again and strenjas nor go drink una wine again.
God sey, “Waka round Jerusalem street kon shek for where pipol gada weda una go si any good and raitious pesin. If una si, I nor go ponish di town again.
“I fine pesin wey fit build di wall; pesin wey fit stand for where di wall for fall kon tok for di town wen my vexnashon won distroy am, but I nor si anybody.