But God look Israel pipol kon sorry for dem. God help dem, bikos of di promise wey E make with Abraham, Isaak and Jakob. Till today, E nor like to distroy or remove dem from en present.
So God ansa, “Israel, una bi my shidren wey I love well-well. I dey always tink of una with love wen ever I remember una name. Una dey for my heart and I go really sorry for una.
Efraim pipol, how I won take leave or abandon una? I nor fit distroy una just as I distroy Admah pipol or trit una as I trit Zeboiim pipol? My heart nor go let mi do am, bikos di love wey I get for una, too strong.
So Israel pipol, dis na wetin God tok: “Even doh Assyria sojas get pawa and dem many well-well, I go distroy and skata dem finish for dis world. My pipol! I know sey I don ponish una before, but I nor go ponish una again.