Na di Pesin wey sidan for di throne, make am. Di One wey dey on-top di eart and high pass di sky. Pipol for groun, small like ants for en eye. E dey stresh di sky like curtain; like tent where pipol dey stay.
Make una look di sky! Who make di stars wey una dey si? Na-im dey lead dem like sojas. E know how dem plenty rish and E dey koll all of dem by dia name! En pawa big well-well and no one among di stars dey miss.
God wey kreate heaven kon stresh am out, wey make di eart and evribody wey dey inside, di Pesin wey give life to di pipol wey dey di eart and spirit to doz wey dey waka inside sey,