So I took the little scroll from the angel’s hand and ate it, and it did taste as sweet as honey in my mouth, but when I had eaten it, my stomach became bitter.
 Ma fsɨ fɨ̀ŋwà'lɨ̀ fɨ ateyn sɨ awu nɨ̀ nchì Fɨ̀yìnì nâ zɨ̀ ɨ se sɨ cham, yi nà tof kɨ ta ɨlû ɨchfɨ̀ nɨ̀ ma, a nà sɨ ghɨ ta mà mzɨ̀, yi kasi ɨ nà lûe lue a ma ɨlvà.