17 E go wear good judgement for body like war koat kon wear viktory like priest kap for en head. E go wear klot wey go make am do good tins kon ponish doz wey dey sofa pipol.
My God, even doh Yu don dey ready to ponish wiked pipol, dem nor still know sey Yu won ponish dem. Dem go si am and shame go katch dem wen dem si how Yu go take judge yor enemies for di world.
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.
Oga God! Make Yu look us from heaven, yor holy place where Yu dey stay wey get glory. Where yor pawa and strong mind dey? Where yor love and mesi dey? Make Yu nor leave us at-all.
En royal pawa go kontinue to grow. En kingdom go get peace forever. E go rule well like King David kon do betta tins with en pawa; e nor go opress pipol and E go rule from naw go rish wen di world go end. God Almighty go do all dis tins.
So my vexnashon go end and my ponishment go rest for dia head, den I go dey okay. Wen all dis tins don happen, una go si, undastand and know sey na mi God, tok to una.
Den I si heaven open and one white horse dey kom out! Dem dey koll di Pesin wey dey ride di horse, “Faithfulnes and Trut.” E dey judge without parsha or wayo even as E dey go fight war.