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Luke 12:1 - De Nyew Testament

1 Same time, a whole heapa people come fa yeh Jedus. Dey beena crowd op togeda so, til dey beena step pontop one noda. Fus Jedus laan e ciple dem. E tell um say, “Mus dohn be no hypicrit like dem Pharisee. Mus dohn fool op wid dem hypicrit, wa stan like yeast mix op een flour. E all kiba op an e da spread all oba eenside de flour.

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Luke 12:1
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E gwine be a haad time fa oona Pharisee! Cause oona jes like grabe wa ain got no stone fa maak um. People ain see dem grabe, so dey waak pontop ob um. An wen dey do dat, dey ain eben know wa dey da do.”


Oona hypicrit! Oona know how fa look ta de eart an ta de eliment an tapetate bout de weda. Den hoccome oona ain know wa dem ting mean bout me wa dey yah een dis wol now? Fa true, oona ain wahn fa know, ainty?”


One day, Jedus beena stanop pon de sho ta Lake Gennesaret. All de people crowd bout um fa yeh God wod.


Bot mo an mo, de people cyaa de nyews roun consaanin Jedus. An plenty crowd come geda roun fa yeh um, an fa hab um heal um.


An Jedus come down de hill wid e postle dem. E gone an stan weh de groun been lebel, an plenty oda e ciple dem been wid um. An a whole heapa people geda dey. Dey come fom all oba Judea an fom Jerusalem, an some come fom dem town close ta de sho een Tyre an Sidon. Dey come fa yeh Jedus an fa hab um heal um.


Now wen James an de choch elda dem yeh wa Paul say, dey praise God. Den dey tell Paul say, “Broda, ya kin see dat many tousan Jew people yah bleebe pon Jedus. An dey all da tek cyah fa keep de Jew Law too good.


A come da tell oona dat wod wa dey done laan me. Dat wod wa betta faa mo den all oda ting, tell we dat Christ done dead fa sabe we fom we sin, jes like dey write een God Book.


Steada dat, oona done come ta Mount Zion. Oona done come ta de city weh God, de one wa da gii life, da lib. Dat “De Jerusalem wa dey een heaben.” A whole heapa angel geda dey.


Bot de one wa got de sense wa God gii, e got a clean haat fom God. Dat de fus ting. De one wa got dat kind ob sense dey, e lob peace, an e like fa hep people, an e pay mind ta um. All de time e mussyful an da do plenty good. All e haat dey fa God. E ain no hypicrit.


So den, mus git rid ob all dem ebil ting wa dey een oona life. Mus dohn tell no lie. Dohn be no hypicrit, an dohn hab de big eye. Mus dohn bad mout nobody bout nottin.


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