Gade, lè a ap rive, li rive deja, kote nou pral gaye, chak moun pral kouri bò pa yo: nou pral kite m' pou kont mwen. Men, mwen pa pou kont mwen, paske Papa a la avèk mwen.
Behold, the hour cometh, yea, is now come, that ye shall be scattered, every man to his own, and shall leave me alone: and yet I am not alone, because the Father is with me.