Heavens, make una shaut dey happy! All di deep part for dis eart, make una shaut well-well! Make mountins and evry tree for di forest, shaut too, bikos God protet Israel pipol kon show how E great rish.
So heavens make una shaut for joy! Eart, make una shaut dey happy! Make di mountins bigin sing, bikos God go konfort en pipol kon sorry for di ones wey dey sofa.
E swear with di Pesin name wey go dey forever and ever. Na dis Pesin kreate di heaven, eart, sea and evritin wey dey inside dem, den di angel kon sey, “Time go soon rish!”
Den I look and I hear one eagle dey shaut as e dey fly for sky, “E go bad well-well! E go bad well-well! E go bad well-well for pipol wey dey dis eart, bikos of wetin go happen wen di last three angels go blow dia trumpets.”