E go skata dem like pot wey fall press each oda kon break. Na so too shidren go bi to dia papa and mama. I nor go pity or sorry for dem. I must distroy dem and nor-tin go fit stop mi.”
But una must obey mi kon make di Sabat, holy. For dat day, una must nor karry any load pass Jerusalem gate, if una do am, I go burn di gate rish round. Fire go burn di palis rish groun too and nobody go fit kwensh am.’ ”
So, di Oga God sey, “I go pour my vexnashon for dis land. I go pour am put for both pipol and animals body and even di trees and food wey dem plant. My vexnashon go burn like fire and nobody go fit kwensh am.”
But na God do wetin E plan. E don do wetin E promise and E warn us about am since. E nor sorry for Jerusalem kon distroy am. E give awa enemies viktory and dem dey happy, bikos God don distroy us.
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.
Jerusalem pipol, God nor go ponish una again, instead E go take una komot from Babilon go back to una own land. But una wey kom from Edom, make una nor worry, God go ponish una, bikos of una sins.
Doz wey dey stay far, na sickness go kill dem; doz wey dey here go die for war; doz wey survive, na honga go kill dem. Dem go feel how my vexnashon strong rish.
Make una gada before judgement go start; before una time to turn from sin kom meet God go pass, just like wen breeze blow leaf trowey. Make una do di rite tin naw, before God vexnashon go fall on-top una and before en judgement go start.
But evritin wey I tok thru my profets, happen to una grand-grand papa dem, just as I tok am. So dem turn from sin kom meet mi kon sey, ‘Oga God wey dey lead heaven sojas, na en really ponish us, just as wi deserve am. E don do wetin E sey E go do.’ ”