Jerusalem pipol, make una dey great and strong again! God holy town, make una wear pride like klot! Pipol wey nor know God nor go enter una gate again.
Bikos di Pesin wey kreate una, go bi una husband. Na God wey get pawa bi en name. Israel God wey dey holy go save una. Dem dey koll am di God of di whole eart.
Jerusalem pipol dey happy, bikos of wetin God don do. E bi like yong woman wey dem dress ready for marriage. God don wear salvashon and viktory klot for en body.
Dem nor go koll una “Pipol wey dem rijet again” or koll una land, “Di wife wey en husband drive komot house.” But dis na di new name wey dem go koll una, “God dey happy with una.” Dem go tell una land sey: “Yu marry well.” Dis na bikos God dey happy with una and E go bi like husband to una.
Israel God wey dey rule evribody sey, “Wen I don bring di pipol kom back to dia land, dem go tok for Judah sey, ‘Make God bless Jerusalem hill; di holy place wey E dey stay.’
Di pesin wey won marry new wife naim bi di bridegroom. En friend, wey bi di best man, dey listin to am. E go dey happy well-well wen e hear di bridegroom dey tok. Na dis dey make mi happy and my joy don full.
But as tins bi so, dem dey espect kountry wey betta pass dia own and e dey kom from heaven. Naim make God nor shame wen dem dey koll am dia God, bikos E don build big town for dem.
Na John rite dis leta go give di seven church wey dey Asia aria. Make grace and peace dey with una from di Pesin wey dey since, wey dey naw and wey go still kom. From di seven spirits wey dey en throne front
Mi John, I bi una broda and I dey follow una share from di trobol bikos of di kingdom and dey bear di sofa wey dey inside Jesus. Dem porshu mi go Patmos Island, bikos I dey prish God word and tok about Jesus Christ.
Den one for di seven angel wey bin whole di seven basin wey di seven last ponishment full, waka kon tell mi sey, “Make yu kom, so dat I go show yu di woman wey won marry; di Lamb wife!”
Di Spirit and di Bride sey, “Kom!” Make di pesin wey hear sey, “Kom!” And anybody wey wota dey hongry, make e kom; di pesin wey wont di wota wey dey give life, make e drink from am free of sharge.
And if anybody remove any word from dis profesy book, wetin suppose bi en own for di tree wey dey give life and for di holy town wey dem diskribe for dis book, God go take am from am.
Anybody wey fit bear rish di end, I go make am pila for my Papa Temple and e nor go ever komot from der. I go rite my Papa name; David Town; di new Jerusalem wey dey kom from heaven and my own new name, put for en body.