Den Lot go tell di men wey won marry en dotas sey, “Make una kwik-kwik komot from dis town, bikos God won distroy am!” But dem tink sey Lot dey lie for dem.
So naw, make una komot from Babilon, make una run komot from der! Make una shaut with joy as una dey tok about am. Make una tell evribody for di world sey, ‘God don save Jakob en savant.’
All of una wey dey karry di temple tins, make una know sey God go save una from Babilon. So make una nor tosh anytin wey dem dey forbid; make una make unasef holy, so dat una nor go die.
So Judah pipol, make una kwik-kwik komot from Babilon! Make una bi di pipol wey go first komot from der. Make una bi like man goat wey dey lead di oda goats.
God tell en pipol wey dey Babilon, “Una don eskape deat! So make una dey go and nor wait! Even doh una dey far from una land, make una tink about mi wey bi una Oga God and una go remember Jerusalem.”
So, make una run komot Babilon town! Make una run for una dear life! Make una nor die for nor-tin, bikos of Babilon pipol sin. I dey take my revensh and I go ponish dem well-well.
Strenjas for der sey, ‘Wi bin won kom help Babilon town, but e don too late. Make wi leave am kon go back to awa house, bikos God don ponish Babilon pipol kon distroy di town.’ ”
Make yu nor hurry to make pesin leader and nor rush put hand for en head, so dat yu nor go karry anoda pesin sin for yor head. Make yu keep yorsef pure.