From awa grand-grand papa time kon rish naw, wi wey bi yor pipol don sin well-well. Na bikos of awa sin, wi, awa kings and priests, fall for strenj kings hand and dem kill, tif and karry us go as prisonas. Dem don disgrace us well-well as wi dey today.
But if una turn back from una sin kom meet mi and do wetin I kommand una, I go bring una kom di place wey I don choose sey una go for woship mi, even doh una skata for evriwhere for dis world.’
Make una nor bow or serve dem, bikos na mi bi di Oga una God and I dey jealous well-well. I bi God wey dey ponish shidren and dia shidren-shidren, bikos dia papa Rijet mi.
I dey keep my promise to tazon generashons. I dey forgive evil and sins. But I nor go fail to ponish wiked pipol with dia shidren-shidren. I go ponish di third and fourt generashon, bikos of wetin dia papa do naw.”
Pipol go dey sing for evriwhere for di world as dem dey praiz Israel pipol God wey dey raitious. But I nor get hope at-all and na die I dey die go so, bikos pipol wey dey lie, still dey lie and doz wey dey deceive odas, still dey deceive!
So make wi liedan with shame! Make awa disgrace kover us. Wi and awa grand-grand papa don sin against di Oga awa God. Since wi dey yong kon rish naw, wi nor gri obey di Oga awa God.”
Dem karry Judah pipol go Babilon as slave kon dey sofa dem. Na anoda land dem dey stay and dem nor get peace at-all. Even with di pain wey dem dey pass thru, evribody wey porshu dem, katch and ponish dem.
“Naw, yu go ask sey: ‘Wetin make di pikin nor sofa for wetin e papa do?’ Di ansa na sey di pikin do wetin dey rite and good. E keep and obey my law, so e must really get long life.
Den una go remember all di yeye tins wey una do and di bad ones wey una do with una body. Una go vex for unasef, bikos of all di bad tins wey una bin do.
God kon tell mi. “Man pikin, go tell Israel pipol wetin dem dey tok: ‘Na awa sins and di wrong tins wey wi dey do, dey ponish us so. Wi don die finish so how wi won take survive naw?’
where dem go for bi strenja. Dat time, dem go remember kon know sey I don ponish and disgrace dem, bikos dia heart rijet mi and dem kon decide to serve juju. Dem go hate demsef, bikos of di bad and wiked tins wey dem don do.
‘Mi wey bi God, I nor dey kwik vex and I dey show my love and goodness well-well. I dey forgive pipol sins and sturbones, but I go still ponish dia shidren-shidren go rish dia third and fourt generashon, bikos of di sin wey dia papa and mama kommit.’
I don give una choice to choose between di blessing and di curse. Wen all dis tins don happen to una and una dey stay for di nashons where di Oga una God skata una go, una go remember di choice wey I give una.
Make una nor woship or serve dem, bikos mi wey bi una God dey jealous well-well. I go ponish una shidren and shidren-shidren for di sin wey dia papa kommit,