But E promise mi sey, ‘Yor pikin go rule with peace, bikos I go make all en enemies love am. Di pikin name go bi Solomon, bikos for en time, I go give Israel pipol peace kon guide dem.
One fine road go dey der and dem go koll am, “Holiness Road.” No sina go travel pass dat road and foolish pipol nor go fit deceive doz wey dey waka pass der.
En royal pawa go kontinue to grow. En kingdom go get peace forever. E go rule well like King David kon do betta tins with en pawa; e nor go opress pipol and E go rule from naw go rish wen di world go end. God Almighty go do all dis tins.
My pipol, make una nor fear; make Israel pipol nor fear at-all. I go save una from di far land where una dey as prisonas. Una go kom back to una house kon stay for peace and nobody go make una fear again.
Dis na wetin God wey get pawa dey tok: “I go send my four worse ponishment kom Jerusalem and dem bi: war, honga, wiked animals and diziz. I go send dem kon distroy di pipol and dia animals.
“I go make kovenant wey go guide and protet dem. I go distroy all di wiked animals for di land, so dat my sheep go fit stay for peace as dem dey di field and forest.
Dia tree go bear fruits; dia fields go bear betta plant and evribody go stay for peace for en land. Wen I don break di shain wey dem take tie my pipol kon free dem from pipol wey dey trit dem like slave, den dem go know sey na mi bi God.
So, I go send honga and wiked animals kom meet una and dem go kill una shidren. Na trobol and deat go dey una land and I go raiz my swod against una. Mi, wey bi God, don tok.”
For dat time, I go make kovenant with all di wild animals and birds, so dat dem nor go wound my pipol. I go still take di tins wey dem take dey fight war komot from di land kon let my pipol stay for peace.
I go ponish una with war, bikos una nor keep di kovenant wey I make with una and if una gada for una towns make una for dey save, I go send diziz wey dem nor dey fit cure among una and una enemies go win una.
Evribody go stay for peace and dem go prosper. Dem go enjoy dia own grape and fig tree, bikos e nor get anytin wey go make dem fear. God wey dey mighty don promise!
Israel pipol wey remain, nor go dey sin again. Dem nor go lie and to deceive pipol, nor go dey dia mind again. True-true, dem go dey chop and sleep well and nor-tin go make dem fear again.
Di glory for dis new temple go big pass di old one and na for der I go for give my pipol peace and make dem prosper.” Dis na wetin Oga God, wey dey mighty, tok.
God sey, “I go remove di shariot from Israel, den take di horse dem komot from Jerusalem and distroy evritin wey dem take dey fight war. Una king go make peace with oda nashons. E go rule from one sea to di oda: Even from Eufrates River go rish where di eart for end.”
But for di nite before dem go judge am, dem tie Pita with two shains and e sleep for two sojas centre. Oda sojas still dey di prison front, dey guide am.