But Yu, my Oga God! Yu go send wiked pipol go di pit where distroshon dey. Doz wey dey kill pipol and doz wey dey lie, go kwik die, but as for mi, I go trust di Oga, wey bi my God.
Den God go raiz-up as E do for Mount Perazim and for Gibeon Valley, so dat E go do wetin E won do. Even if wetin E dey do dey sopraiz us; E go komplete en wonderful work.
But if God do sometin wey neva happen before and di eart open swallow dem with all wetin dem get and dem die alive, den una go know sey dis men don rijet God.”
Wen pipol dey sey, “Evritin dey okay and peaceful,” na dat time wahala wey go skata evriwhere go kom and e go bi like di pain wey woman dey face wen e won born and nobody go eskape from am.
As fake profets dey among di pipol before, na so fake tishas go dey among una too. Dis fake tishas go tish lie-lie tins wey fit distroy pesin and dem go sey dem nor know di Masta. Like dis, dem go distroy demsef.
Make una use Sodom and Gomorrah and di towns wey dey near dem, as ezample. God ponish dem with fire wey nor dey end, bikos both men and wimen dey sleep with each oda anyhow, dem even dey sleep with animals and dem dey do oda wiked tins wey dey dia mind.