Den God tell mi, “Even if Moses and Samuel stand here dey beg for dis pipol, I nor go listin or sorry for dem. So make yu take dem komot for my front kon tell dem make dem dey go!
Doz wey love una, don forget una; dem nor kare about una again, bikos I don attack una like una enemy. Una ponishment go sirious well-well, bikos una wiked and don sin well-well.
God nor sorry for Jakob shidren-shidren, instead E distroy dia house. Wen E dey vex, E break Jerusalem strong fine wall kon disgrace di kingdom with doz wey dey rule am.
E set arrow kon shot us like sey wi bi en enemies. Yes, en rite hand dey ready to shot. E kill us with awa strong men kon pour en vexnashon like fire for Zion head.