but I go let Solomon pikin keep one tribe, so dat my savant David, shidren-shidren go fit dey rule for Jerusalem, di town wey I don choose sey dem go for woship mi.
True-true, God wey dey lead di sojas for heaven don plan di day wey E go judge evritin, bikos E go disgrace di pipol wey feel sey dem get pawa and dey make mout.
I go lead doz wey nor dey si, pass di road wey dem neva travel pass before. I go turn dia darkness to lite kon make rof road smooth for dem. Dis na wetin I promise and I go do dem; I nor go fail.
I nor go rest bikos of Zion and bikos of Jerusalem I nor go kwayet until en raitiousness go shine kom out like morning lite and en salvashon like tosh wey dey shine well-well.