Dat same nite, I go pass thru Egypt kon kill all di first-born son inside Egypt, both human being and animals, den I go judge all di gods for Egypt. Na mi bi di Oga una God.
All dis bad tins kon turn di pipol to fool and dem nor get sense again. So, disgrace go follow doz wey dey make juju, bikos di juju na lie-lie and dem nor get life at-all.
But my pipol don forget mi, dem dey burn incense give juju and na dis make dem fall komot for di way wey dem suppose follow. Dem nor dey follow di road wey I show dem, instead dem dey follow di road wey nor smooth at-all.
Moab! Yu trust yor pawa and di many money wey yu get, but naw, yu go die and strenjas go karry Kemosh wey bi yor god, en prince and priests, go anoda land.
“Make yu go tell di nashons di good news! Tell di pipol make dem listin well-well! Nor keep di news as sekret! Tell dem sey, ‘Dem go seize Babilon kon disgrace Bel and skata Marduk wey bi dia gods, den distroy all dia juju.
“Why una won do dis kind tin? Wi too na human being like una! Wi kon tell una di Good News, wey go make una turn from sin kom meet God, wey make heaven, eart, sea and all di tins wey dey inside dem.