Den I sey, “My God, Yu don forget Judah pipol? Na so Yu hate Zion town? Wetin make Yu dey do us like dis, sotey wi nor dey okay again? Wi dey hope for peace, but na wahala wi dey si. Wi dey bilive sey wi go well, instead na trobol dey follow us.
So, Jerusalem pipol! Make una mourn and kut una hair. Make una sing burial song on-top evry hill, bikos God sey, ‘I go rijet and forget dis pipol, bikos dem don make mi vex.’ ”
Jerusalem pipol! Una yeye life don make una dirty, even doh I try make una dey klean, una still dirty. Una nor go dey klean again until my vexnashon don fall on-top una with full force.
Gomer, Hosea wife kon born anoda pikin, but dis time, na girl. Den God tell Hosea, “Yu go koll dis one, ‘Lo-Ruhamah wey mean: No-pity,’ bikos I nor go show Israel pipol love or forgive dem again.