Naw, I don raiz my hand won ponish yu kon take yor share for di blessing, komot yor hand. I don give yu to Filistia pipol; pipol wey hate yu and dem nor like di life wey yu dey live.
God go still allow una enemies beat una; una go attack dem from one side, but una go run komot seven side, den all pipol for di eart go dey fear bikos of wetin hapun to una.
For aftanoon, una go dey find road to pass like blind pipol and doz wey dey darkness and una go dey fail for evritin wey una dey do. Pipol go always dey tif una tin and opress una and nobody go save una.
una go-go serve una enemies wey God go send against una. Una go dey hongry; una nor go si wota drink or get klot to wear and una nor go get anytin at-all. God go put load like iron for una neck wey go press una well-well until e don distroy una.
So 3,000 men from Judah go di kave for di rock for Etam, go meet Samson kon tell am, “Yu nor know sey na Filistia pipol dey rule us? Wetin yu do to us so?” Samson ansa dem, “I pay dem back for wetin dem do mi.”