I nor deserve all di good tins and kindness wey Yu don show mi, yor savant, bikos na with only my rod I take cross Jordan River, but naw, I don divide my family and propaty into two.
Di time wey Israel won die kon rish, so e koll en pikin Josef kon tell am, “If really sey yu love mi, make yu put yor hand under my lap kon show mi kindness and faithfulnes. Make yu nor beri mi for Egypt,
Wi beg make una allow us waka pass una kountry. Wi nor go waka pass una field or vineyard. Wi nor go drink wota from any well. Wi go waka just as di king go tell us. Wi go stay for di main road until wi komot from una aria.”
Di men kon tell am, “Wi swear with awa life sey, nor-tin go happen to yu! If yu nor tell anybody wetin wi kon do for here and God give us dis town, wi go sorry for yu and evritin wey bi yor own.”