11 sey, God dey announce give di whole world naw sey: “Make una tell Jerusalem pipol sey God dey kom save dem and E dey kom with doz wey E don already save.”
Make una sing new song to God! Make evribody for di world sing praiz God. Una wey dey drive on-top di sea and evry oda tins wey E kreate for inside, make una sing praiz am. All di far land and doz wey dey der, make una praiz am.
So naw, make una komot from Babilon, make una run komot from der! Make una shaut with joy as una dey tok about am. Make una tell evribody for di world sey, ‘God don save Jakob en savant.’
So I ansa, “I don work well-well, yet my work nor mean anytin! I use all my pawa, but I nor gain anytin.” But I still bilive sey, God go defend and reward mi for evritin wey I don do.
God tell mi, “My savant, I get big work for yu; yu nor go only make Israel pipol wey survive, great again, but I go still make yu di lite for di nashons, so dat all di world go dey save.”
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.
Zion pipol! Make una happy well-well! Jerusalem pipol! Make una shaut with joy! Make una look, una king dey kom meet una! E dey raitious and naim get viktory. E dey honbol and kwayet as E sidan on-top donkey dey kom.