My Oga God, make Yu listin to dia prayer. For heaven wey Yu dey, make Yu hear and do wetin dem sey make Yu do, so dat evribody for di world go know and obey Yu, just as yor pipol Israel dey do. Den dem go know sey dis temple wey I build, na di place where dem go for dey woship Yu.
Den I leta tell dem, “Make una si di kind trobol wey wi dey face, bikos Jerusalem don skata and en gates don distroy! Make wi ribuild di town wall, so dat shame go komot from awa eye.”
so I tell di king, “My king, make yu live forever! Wetin nor go make my face look like who dey sick wen e bi sey dem skata and burn di gates for di town where dem beri my grand-grand papa put.”
Naw, una go gada oda nashons wey una nor know before. And nashons wey nor know una before, go run kom meet una! Bikos mi wey bi di Oga una God, di Pesin wey bi Israel God wey dey holy, go make all dis tins happen. I go give una honor and glory.”
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.”