4 But wen una dey trobol, una go kom beg God make E help una! Una dey espect sey God go ansa una? Afta all di wiked tins wey una don do, God nor go even look una face!”
Even if dem fast, I nor go listin to dia kry for help and if dem offa burnt and korn ofrin, I nor go asept am. Instead I go kill dem for war and with diziz and honga.”
Una won go fight Babilon pipol, but una sojas nor betta pass doz wey don die, bikos as I dey vex, I don make up my mind to distroy dem. I don turn from dem, bikos of dia wikedness.
Di profet dem dey lie; di priests dey rule as dem like and my pipol like am like dat. But di day wey wahala and distroshon go start, na where dem go run go for help?
So, dem go feel my strong vexnashon. I nor go sorry or pity for dem. Dem go shaut well-well as dem dey pray give mi, but I nor go ansa or listin to dem.”
For dat day wey God go judge evribody, many pipol go sey, ‘Oga God, wi use yor name prish God message, drive many demon komot from pipol body and do many mirakle.’
If di Oga God wey get di house go lock di door, una go stand for outside dey nok and beg sey, ‘Oga God, make yu let us enter!’ “But e go ansa, ‘I nor know where una from kom.’