My Oga God! Make Yu give mi wisdom and undastandin, so dat I go fit lead yor pipol well. Bikos without wisdom, nobody go fit rule dis yor great nashon well.”
E get one man wey dey stay alone, e nor get pikin or broda, but e dey work hard to get more propaty. But e ask ensef, “Na who I dey work for sef wey make mi nor dey fit enjoy mysef?” All dis tins dey yuzles well-well o-o!
Nor bi only doz ones, but naw, I dey look evritin as nor-tin, wen I kompare am with Christ, my Oga God wey I know and I trowey evritin, bikos of am. True-true, I dey look all doz tins as yeye, so dat I go fit gain Christ,