But doz wey dey opress oda pipol, nor know anytin at-all. Dem bi fools! Dem dey waka anyhow for darkness, while all di foundashon for di eart dey skata.
Wen dat day rish, di sojas wey dey kom from far, go make loud nois give Israel pipol; di nois go sound like wave for sea wey nak rock. Den wen yu look di land, yu go si sey e skata and dey dark, bikos di kloud don turn dia lite to darkness.
and nobody dey save around una. Evritin wey una dey do nor get betta judgement. Una dey follow di wrong road. And nobody wey dey pass dat road, dey save.
Di pipol go dey waka anyhow for di land, dem nor go get hope and dem go dey hongry. So bikos of di honga and vexnashon, dem go look up kon curse dia king and God.
Make una respet di Oga una God, before E go bring darkness wey go make una kick stone fall on-top mountins! Make una respet am, before E go turn una lite to darkness.
Den I sey, “My God, Yu don forget Judah pipol? Na so Yu hate Zion town? Wetin make Yu dey do us like dis, sotey wi nor dey okay again? Wi dey hope for peace, but na wahala wi dey si. Wi dey bilive sey wi go well, instead na trobol dey follow us.
Yor eyes too dey holy to si bad tins and Yu nor dey like si pipol wey dey do wiked tins. So wetin make Yu dey sorry for dem? Wetin make Yu kwayet wen wiked pipol dey distroy pipol wey good pass dem?
Wen pipol dey sey, “Evritin dey okay and peaceful,” na dat time wahala wey go skata evriwhere go kom and e go bi like di pain wey woman dey face wen e won born and nobody go eskape from am.