I go sorry for Jerusalem and evribody wey dey stay di land wey dem skata. Even doh en land na desert, I go turn am to gardin and e go bi like Eden gardin. Joy and happiness go dey der and dem go sing songs take praiz and tank mi.
And wen e take di book, di for creatures and di twenty-four eldas fall for di Lamb front. Each of dem whole harp and basin wey incense full. Dis incense na God pipol prayers.