Wen all dis tins dey happen, pipol go sey, “Look! Make una si God for here! Wi wait for am and E don kom diliver us. Si God for here! Wi really wait for am. So make wi rijoice and dey happy bikos E don save us.”
Bikos of dis, God dey ready to pity for en pipol; E sidan for en throne and E dey ready to forgive una. True-true, God dey good and evribody wey get faith and dey wait am, go happy well-well.
Make yu rite am even doh e neva rish time for di vishon to happen. But di time go soon rish and wetin I show yu, go happen. E fit bi like sey e nor go happen, but make yu wait; e go must happen and e nor go tey again.