But wen e si all di good tins wey en sofa bring, belle go sweet am. My savant wey I like well-well, go bear plenty pipol ponishment and I go forgive dem bikos of am.
Na dis one make God promise dey kom by faith and wi dey get am thru favor. Nor bi only pipol wey dey obey di law bi Abraham shidren, but pipol wey bilive God like Abraham, naim en shidren dem bi too, bikos na Abraham bi awa spiritual papa.
Dem kon dey sing new song sey: “Yu holy rish to take di book kon open di keys, bikos dem kill yu and na yor blood save all God pipol from evry tribe, language, group and kountry.
I kon ansa, “My oga, na yu know di ansa.” Den e sey, “Dis pipol die bikos of Christ. Dem don use di Lamb blood take wosh dia klot, naim make am white like dat!