Wen Pekah dey rule Israel, King Tiglat-Pileser for Assyria kon attack and katch Ijon, Abel-Bet Maaka, Janoah, Kedesh, Hazor, Gilead and Galilee, plus all di aria for Naftali, den e karry di pipol go Assyria.
Oda pipol go help Israel pipol kom back to dia land. Israel pipol go kom back to di land wey God give dem and pipol go serve dem. Den Israel pipol go opress doz wey bin katch dem kon rule di pipol wey bin sofa dem.
I go distroy Assyria pipol for my land. I go skata dem put under my hill. I go free my pipol and remove di load wey Assyria pipol put for dia shoulder.
Pesin wey dey spoil pipol waka nor betta pass doz wey don die, bikos nobody spoil am. Di pesin wey dey deceive odas nor betta pass who don die, even doh nobody deceive am. Wen yu don spoil and deceive pipol finish, oda pipol go spoil and deceive yu too.
Even if na one pesin for evry ten pipol remain for di land, dem go distroy am, e go bi like oak tree or Asherah pole wey dem kut for groun or sometin wey dey holy wey dem distroy. Dis holy tin, na di special family wey God choose.”
Just as no one among di juju for dis nashon fit bring rain, na so too di sky nor fit make rain fall by ensef. So wi don put awa hope for yor hand. Na Yu bi awa God, bikos na only Yu fit do all dis tins.”
So wetin don happen to Nineveh, dat great town? Dat place where lion full? Just as lion and en shidren nor dey fear to waka, na so too di pipol for der nor dey fear to waka before.
I go skata di land for nort with my hand kon distroy Assyria land too. I go turn Nineveh, di main town to where dem dey trowey dirty put and e go bi desert.
Make wetin I dey tish una, fall on-top una like rain; make wetin I dey tok bi like dew for morning. Make my words fall like rain on-top grass and make e bi like shawa on-top plant wey just dey grow.