But God sey, “My pipol foolish well-well, dem nor know mi at-all. Dem bi shidren wey nor get sense and dem nor dey kwik undastand anytin. Na only bad-bad tins dem sabi do.”
My pipol don die finish bikos dem nor know mi. Since di priests don rijet mi, misef go rijet dem as my priests. Since una don forget una Oga God laws, misef go forget to bless una shidren.
Bikos as I waka round dey look all di tins wey una dey woship, I even si one shrine wey dem rite put sey: ‘To di god wey pipol nor know.’ So wetin una dey woship wey una nor know, naim I kon tell una about today.
Even doh dem know sey God dey, dem nor dey gri gi-am glory as God. Dem nor dey tank am for all di tins wey E dey do. Instead, na nonsense tins dem dey do and dia wiked mind nor fit undastand di trut again.
Make una nor allow yeye and foolish word kom out from una mout. And make una nor dey tok anyhow or use bad word, bikos all dis tins nor good. Instead, make una dey tank God with una mout.
Dis kind pipol dey sey dem know God, but di way wey dem dey live dia life, show sey dem nor know am, bikos dem get bad mind, dey disobey God and dem nor ever dey like betta tin.