Our Papa Hand Against di Philistine People
Di Philistines put our Papa ark wey dem capture for side Dagon, and two times dem find dia god face-down for ground; di second time, im head and im hands don break comot for di threshold. Tumors and panic follow di ark from Ashdod go Gath go Ekron, until every city dey beg make dem carry am comot.
5 1Di Philistine people don capture di ark of our Papa, and dem carry am from Ebenezer go Ashdod. 2Di Philistine people carry our Papa ark, bring am enter Dagon temple, and put am for Dagon side. 3When di Ashdod people wake early for di next morning, na so Dagon lie down face for ground for front of di ark of our Papa. Dem carry Dagon put am back for im place. 4When dem wake early di next morning again, na so Dagon don fall face for ground again for front of di ark of our Papa. Dis time im head and im two hand don break comot for di doormouth; na only im body remain. 5Na why, sotay reach today, Dagon priest dem and everybody wey dey enter Dagon temple for Ashdod no dey step for Dagon doormouth. 6Di hand of our Papa press di Ashdod people well well. E scatter dem and beat dem wit swelling for body—Ashdod and all di land wey surround am. 7When di men of Ashdod see dis tin, dem talk say, “Di ark of Israel God no fit stay wit us; im hand hard for us and for Dagon our god.” 8Dem call all di Philistine ruler dem come together and ask, “Wetin we go do wit di ark of di God of Israel?” Dem answer say, “Make una move di ark of di God of Israel go Gath.” So dem move di ark of di God of Israel go there.
9After dem move am, di hand of our Papa come against dat city too, and e cause plenty plenty fear and shaking. E beat di people, small and big, and swelling burst comot for dem body. 10So dem send di ark of our Papa go Ekron. But as e reach there, di Ekron people cry out say, “Dem don bring di ark of di God of Israel come to us to kill us and our people!”
11So dem gather all di Philistine ruler dem and talk say, “Send di ark of Israel God comot; make e return go im own place, so e no go kill us and our people.” Fear wey fit kill person don grip di whole city; di hand of our Papa lie down heavy well well for there. 12Di ones wey no die, swelling beat dem, and di city cry for help go up reach heaven.