God wey kreate di heavens and di eart sey, na-im still bi God! Na mi kreate di eart well and I nor kreate am to dey empty, but na for pipol to stay. E sey, “Na mi bi God and e nor get anoda one.
Na wons dem tif and empty evritin for di town kon turn am to where dem dey trow dirty put. Dia heart melt and dia leg kon dey shake. Honga won kill pipol and pipol face don dey shange kolour!
Bikos God wey sey, “Make lite shine from darkness,” Na-im dey shine inside awa heart, so dat E go give us di lite wey show us en glory wey dey Christ face.