Wi nor go hide dis trut from awa shidren; wi go tell di next generashon about di good-good tins wey God do, en pawa and di wonderful tins wey dey sopraiz us.
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.