Papa, I wont make di pipol wey yu give mi stay with mi for where I dey, so dat dem go si di glory wey yu give mi, bikos yu love mi before yu kreate di world.
“I tell una true word, di pesin wey take wetin I tok and bilive sey na di Papa send mi, go get life wey nor dey end and e nor go enter hell-fire, but e go get life wey nor dey end.
To God holy pipol for di church wey dey Korint, wey bi en own bikos of Jesus Christ and pipol for evriwhere wey dey woship awa Oga God Jesus Christ as dia Oga God and Savior.
Na dis make am bi middo-man for di new kovenant, so dat pipol wey e koll go fit receive di propaty wey go dey forever. E promise us dis propaty, wen e die to free us from di bad-bad tins wey wi don do wen di first kovenant still dey.
Dem go follow di Lamb fight war, but di Lamb go win dem, bikos na en bi Oga God for all ogas, King for all kings and pipol wey dey follow di Lamb, na doz wey e koll, choose and save.”
Den di angel tell mi, “Rite dis tin wey I won tok naw: ‘God don bless pipol wey en invite kom chop for di Lamb marriage!’ ” E still tell mi sey, “Dis na God true word.”