Wen Elisha dey sick di sickness wey finally kill-am, Jehoash wey bi Israel king go visit am kon dey kry for en front sey, “My papa! My papa! Di shariot and soja for Israel!”
As Elisha dey look, e kon dey shaut, “My papa, my papa, di shariot and sojas for Israel!” So e nor ever si Elijah again. Elisha kon tear en own klot to pieces.
Una disobey mi for my pipol front, so dat una go get small rice and bread to chop. Una kill pipol wey una nor suppose kill and pipol wey una suppose kill, una nor kill dem. So una dey lie give my pipol and dem dey bilive una.’ ”
Pesin wey love money, go get wahala, wiked and evil tins. Bikos some pipol one get money by force, dem don fall komot from di faith kon wound demsef anyhow.
Make una kare for di sheep wey God give una whole, just as shepad dey kare for dia sheep. Make e nor bi like sey dem force una do am, but na as God wont am. Una nor dey do am bikos of money, but na bikos una won do am.
Evribody wey remain for yor house go kom bow for en front dey ask for money and food and dem go dey beg to help di priests, so dat dem go get food to chop.’ ”