So I pray to God: “My Oga God wey dey rule all of us; yor judgement na true and Yu dey si wetin pipol dey tink for dia heart. Make Yu fight dis pipol for mi, bikos my life dey yor hand.”
My God, Yu dey always trit mi well anytime wey I komplain give Yu. But I ask Yu one kweshon about good judgement: “Why e bi sey wiked pipol dey prosper and pipol wey nor dey honest, dey susid?
Make una nor favor anybody and na as una take listin to rish man kase, na so too una go take listin to poor man own. Make una nor fear anybody, bikos na God dey judge evribody. Any kase wey una nor fit judge, make una bring am kom meet mi.’ ”
Na-im bi di Rock; evritin wey E dey do dey korrect, bikos wayo nor dey en tins. En na God wey pesin fit bilive, bikos E nor just dey judge pipol anyhow.
di place where all di first-born gada and dis na di pipol wey God rite dia name for heaven. Una don kom meet God wey go judge evribody and na-im dey make pipol pafet.