Wen evribody for Israel si sey fire kom down and God present full di temple, dem knee down kon face groun. Dem kon dey woship and tank God dey sey, “True-true, God dey good; en love wey nor dey fail, go dey forever!”
Den I hear di man wey wear linen wey dey on-top di river as e raiz en two hand face sky kon swear with God name sey: “Na only three and half years remain; by di time wen God don save en holy pipol from who dey sofa dem, all dis tins go don happen.”
But wen di seven years don pass, mi, Nebukadnezzar kon look heaven and my sense kom back to mi. I praiz di Most High God kon give honor and glory to di Pesin wey dey live forever and en kingdom go last forever.
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!”
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.