Dia face dey show sey dem dey guilty. Just like di pipol for Sodom, na so too dem dey boast about dia sin. E bad well-well for dem, bikos dem dey distroy demsef.
Na mi bi di high and holy God, di Pesin wey go live forever. Where I dey stay, dey high and holy, but I still dey stay with pipol wey dey honbol and ready to turn from sin kom meet mi, so dat I go give dem mind and hope again.
Na my hand I take make heaven and eart; dem with evritin wey dey inside na my own. Mi wey bi Oga God, don tok! I go bless di pesin wey dey honbol and dey ready to turn from sin kom meet mi; pesin wey dey fear and obey mi.
My pipol don die finish bikos dem nor know mi. Since di priests don rijet mi, misef go rijet dem as my priests. Since una don forget una Oga God laws, misef go forget to bless una shidren.
“I tell una true word, na di tax kollector God go forgive, nor bi di Farisee. Bikos anybody wey karry ensef go up, God go bring am down, but di pesin wey put ensef down, God go karry am up.”
My brodas and sistas, make una listin! God nor choose poor pipol for dis world sey, make dem rish for faith and inherit di kingdom wey E promise sey E go give doz wey love am?