4 I for komplain gi-am kon tell am all di trobol wey I dey face.
Yu bin sey, ‘I go really do good for yu kon make yor shidren plenty like san-san wey nobody fit kount.’ ”
I don dey ready to komplain gi-am, bikos I know sey I dey rite.
But I wish sey I fit tok to God, nor bi yu. I won make mi and God setol dis matter.
If to sey I know where I go for si God and how to go where E dey,
I won know wetin E go tok and how E go ansa mi.
Make yu tish us wetin wi go tell God, bikos wi nor get anytin for mind to tok.
“Yu dey argue with God Almighty; yu don taya to tok or yu still get word to tell mi?”
My God, bikos of di honor wey yor name get, make Yu forgive mi my many-many sins.
My God, make Yu show sey I dey innocent! Save mi from pipol wey nor dey fear Yu. Diliver mi from doz wey dey lie,
Make una remind mi of di good wey una do; make wi tok di matter togeda; make una tok as una take good.