I nor deserve all di good tins and kindness wey Yu don show mi, yor savant, bikos na with only my rod I take cross Jordan River, but naw, I don divide my family and propaty into two.
But wen David don kount di pipol finish, en heart kon dey judge am, den e tell God, “I don kommit big sin for dis tin wey I do! Abeg, make Yu forgive mi. Na foolish tin I do so.”
as e dey travel go di wildaness. E go sidan under one big tree kon sey make God kill-am. E sey, “My Oga God, my eye don si wetin big pass mi, I beg, make Yu kill mi. I nor even betta pass my papa dem.”
Awa Oga wey bi Israel God, Yu dey good. Wi, yor savants wey remain, kom meet Yu and wi dey konfess awa sins. Aldo wi nor get any rite to kom yor present again afta evritin wey wi don do.”
I kon sey, “My own don finish, bikos evry word wey dey komot from my mout, na sin full am and I dey stay with pipol wey all dia words na sin and naw, I don use my eyes si Oga God wey bi di king wey get pawa.”
“Awa God! Na only Yu dey do wetin dey rite, but dem dey disgrace us evriday, bikos Judah, Jerusalem and all di pipol wey Yu skata go evriwhere, nor gri listin to Yu.
All di nashons for di world go stand sopraiz for wetin God go do for una. God mighty pawa go make dem konfuse. Dem go sopraiz kon kwayet dey look evritin wey dey happen.
Dem ansa am, “Kwayet and make yu follow us kon bi awa papa and priest. E nor good sey make yu bi priest for Israel tribe and family, down for one man?”