Afta una don do like dat, den God go sey, “Make una kom make wi setol di matter naw. Even doh una don stain unasef with blood bikos of una sin, I go wosh una white like snow. Even doh una stain red well-well, una go kon dey white like wool.
Di nois go loud rish evriwhere for di eart. Bikos God get wetin E one tok against di nashon. E go judge evribody kon kill wiked pipol. Mi, wey bi God, don tok.”
Dis na wetin Oga God tok: “Just as nobody go fit measure di heavens or open di eart foundashon, na so too I nor go ever rijet Israel pipol bikos of wetin dem do. Mi, wey bi God, don tok!”
Bikos my vexnashon don kause fire and e don burn rish di part wey deep pass for di grave kon distroy di eart and en plants, den e skata di mountins foundashon.
I koll heaven and eart as witness today against una. If una break di kommand wey God give una thru mi, una go die for di land wey una won cross Jordan River enter. Una go stay der small; den God go distroy una finish.