So God ansa, “Bikos of di wiked tins wey dem don do to pipol wey nor get help and di pains wey poor pipol dey face, I go do sometin; I go fight for dem, bikos na so dem wont make I do since.”
bikos dat na di only klot wey una neighbour get to wear, so dat kold nor go katch am. E get any oda klot wey e go take sleep? And wen e kry kon meet mi, I go listin to am, bikos I dey pity for pesin well-well.
Den I tink of all di wiked tins wey dey happen for dis world. I si pipol wey dem dey opress, dey kry and nobody dey to help dem. Nobody dey to save dem from doz pawaful men wey dey opress dem.
Di same tin don happen naw for Babilon, una don bi slave and dem nor pay anytin for una head. Pipol wey dey rule una dey make mout and dem dey always use my name make yeye.
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?
Na Yu plant dem like tree kon make dia rut strong for groun and dem dey grow and bear betta fruit. Dem dey always tok about Yu even doh dem nor kare about Yu.
Una don make God taya with una many tok. But una still dey ask, “How wi take make God taya?” Na wen una sey, “Pipol wey dey do bad tins, dey good for Oga God eye and E like dem well-well and wen una still ask sey, ‘Where di God wey dey judge well?’ ”
Naw, wi dey sey, na pipol wey dey karry body up, happy pass. Wiked pipol nor dey only prosper, but dem dey test as God patient bi with di wiked tins wey dem dey do; yet nor-tin dey happen to dem.”