1 Atta dat, A see one oda angel wa got powa da come outta heaben. A cloud been kiba um jes like cloes, an a rainbow been roun e head. E face beena shine like de sun, an e foot dem been like fire da stanop scraight like two post. 2 E got one leetle scroll ob paper dey een e han, an de paper been open op fa read. Den e pit e right foot pon de sea an e lef foot pon de dry groun. 3 E holla loud wid boice wa soun jes like a lion. Wen e done taak, de seben tunda dem crack an taak. 4 Atta de tunda dem taak, A been ready fa staat fa write. Bot A yeh a boice fom heaben da taak. E tell me say, “Mus dohn leh nobody know wa de seben tunda dem say. Mus dohn write um down.”

5 Den de angel wa A been see da stanop, wid one foot pon de sea an one foot pon de dry groun, dey hice e right han op ta heaben. 6 E mek a wow fo God wa lib now an wa gwine lib faeba an eba. E de God wa mek heaben an all wa dey eenside um. E mek de wol an all wa dey een um an de sea, all dey een um too. De angel say, “Time ain gwine waste no mo! 7 Bot wen de angel wa mek seben ready fa blow e trumpet, all wa God been cide fa do, God gwine do um, jes like e been tell de prophet dem wa wok fa um.”

8 Den de boice wa A been yeh da taak fom heaben, taak ta me gin say, “Go tek de scroll wid de paper wa done open. Dat scroll dey een de han ob de angel wa da stanop, wid one foot pon de sea an one foot pon de dry groun.”

9 So den A gone ta de angel an aks um fa gii me de leetle scroll. E tell me say, “Tek um an nyam um. E gwine ton sour een ya belly, bot e gwine taste sweet jes like honey een ya mout.”

10 A tek de leetle scroll fom de angel han, an A nyam um. E taste sweet jes like honey een me mout. Bot wen A done swalla um, e ton sour een me belly. 11 Den A yeh poson da tell me say, “Ya mus tell God message gin. Ya mus tell gin bout plenty nation, bout plenty diffunt people dem wa da taak plenty diffunt language, an bout plenty king dem.”