So I pray to God: “My Oga God wey dey rule all of us; yor judgement na true and Yu dey si wetin pipol dey tink for dia heart. Make Yu fight dis pipol for mi, bikos my life dey yor hand.”
But di Pesin wey go save dem, dey strong. Dem dey koll am Oga God wey dey rule ova evritin. E go fight for dem kon bring peace and rest kom di eart, but na trobol, wahala and pain go follow Babilon pipol.”
I go dey patient as God dey ponish mi, bikos I don sin against am. But afta E don ponish mi, E go fight for mi kon make mi win. God go take mi enter di lite and I go si en raitiousness.
(My shidren, I dey rite about dis matter, so dat una nor go dey sin.) But if anybody sin, wi get pesin wey dey beg di Papa for us, dat pesin, na Jesus Christ wey dey raitious