God sey, “Na my savant wey I give pawa bi dis; di pesin wey I choose and I dey happy with am. I don put my Spirit inside am and e go judge di nashons well.
“God love di pipol wey dey dis world well-well, so E kon send di only pikin wey E get to us, so dat anybody wey bilive am, nor go die, but e go get life wey nor dey end.
God tell una dis tins from inside di fire as una gada for di mountin. E shaut tok from di fire wey kloud and darkness kover. Dis na all di tins wey E tok dat time and E rite dem for two stones kon give dem to mi.
(Make una look! E dey kom back inside di kloud and evry eye go si am. Even doz wey shuk am and all di tribes wey dey dis eart, go kry bikos of am. Dis tins go really happen! Amen.)