God na king and en glory wey dey shine well-well, kover evriwhere. True-true, God don kover ensef with glory, strent and pawa. Di world stand gidigba and nor-tin fit shake am.
And naw, Oga God sey, na mi kreate and form yu from yor mama belle as my savant, so dat yu go bring Jakob, my pipol kom back to mi kon gada Israel togeda. Dis na bikos Oga God don honor mi and na-im bi my strent.
Naw, my God, make Yu protet yor pipol with yor shepad stik. Make Yu lead yor pipol wey dey special for yor eye. Even doh dem dey stay alone for bush, make yu let dem chop betta food wey dey Bashan and Gilead, just as dem dey do before.
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.”
“ ‘Betlehem pipol, una wey small pass for all di pipol wey dey rule Judah, na from among una di pesin wey go lead all my pipol for Israel, go from kom.’ ”
But if I dey do dem, even if una nor bilive mi, make una bilive di tins wey I dey do, so dat una go know and undastand sey, I dey inside my Papa and my Papa dey inside mi too.”
Jesus ansa am, “Make yu neva tosh mi, bikos I neva go meet my Papa for heaven. Go meet my brodas, tell dem sey, ‘I dey go heaven go meet my Papa, wey bi yor Papa too; my God, wey bi yor God too.’ ”
Di sevent angel blow en trumpet and one loud vois kon shaut from heaven: “All di kingdom for di world don bi God and Christ own. E go rule forever and ever.”