E get anybody wey fit pak wota for hand kon measure am? Abi who fit measure di sky? Abi anybody don fit weigh all di san for di eart or weigh di mountins and hills with skale?
Na who fit stand wen God dey vex? Who fit survive en vexnashon wey bi like hot fire? En vexnashon dey burn like fire and mountins dey skata to pieces for en present.
Wen E stop, di eart go start to shake and wen E look, di nashons go bigin fear. All di mountins go skata; di hills wey dey since go sink and E go dey forever and ever.
“Even di strongest mountin nor go fit stand fight Zerubabel, bikos di mountin go turn ordinary groun for en front! And wen Zerubabel don put di final stone for where e suppose dey for di temple, di pipol go shaut, ‘Make God bless am! Make God bless di temple well-well!’ ”
Jesus ansa dem, “I tell una true word, if una get faith and una nor dey doubt, una nor go only do wetin happen to dis fig tree, but if una tell dis mountin, ‘Make yu move go inside di sea, e go-go.’
For dat same time, betta eartkweke go happen and if dem divide di town into ten, one part go distroy finish. 7,000 pipol go die for di eartkweke and evry oda pesin go fear kon bigin tank God wey dey heaven.