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James 1:10 - Holy Bible Nigerian Pidgin English

10 But pesin wey get money, make e nor proud, bikos e go soon perish like flower wey dey for bush.

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James 1:10
19 Iomraidhean Croise  

Wi dey grow and dry kwik-kwik like flower; wi dey vanish like shadow and nor-tin dey remain.


My life dey pass kwik-kwik like shadow for evening and I dey die go like grass.


Awa days for dis world bi like grass; just as flower dey shine kon die, na so too wi dey shine, but small time wi go die.


Bikos dem go soon die like grass. Just as flower dey die for dry sizin, na so too dem go die trowey.


Wi bi like shadow wey dey waka pass and evritin wey wi dey busy dey work for, nor mean anytin. Wi dey gada money keep and wi nor know who go spend am.


One vois dey kry sey, “Make yu prish one message!” So I ask, “Wish message I go prish?” Di vois ansa, “Make yu prish sey all men na grass; let dem know sey dem nor dey last pass flower wey dey bush.


Grass dey dry and flowers dey fade wons God send strong breeze go blow dem. Na so too pipol nor dey last pass grass.


Na mi bi di high and holy God, di Pesin wey go live forever. Where I dey stay, dey high and holy, but I still dey stay with pipol wey dey honbol and ready to turn from sin kom meet mi, so dat I go give dem mind and hope again.


Na my hand I take make heaven and eart; dem with evritin wey dey inside na my own. Mi wey bi Oga God, don tok! I go bless di pesin wey dey honbol and dey ready to turn from sin kom meet mi; pesin wey dey fear and obey mi.


“God go bless una wey dey poor for spirit, na una go get heaven.


If God make grass fine like dis, grass wey una go si today and tumoro dem go trow am for fire, E nor go dress una pass dem? Una faith small well-well o-o.


E nor go make any difrence even if yu get all di tins for dis world or sey yu like di world well-well, bikos as wi know, di world go soon vanish komot.


Nor bi only doz ones, but naw, I dey look evritin as nor-tin, wen I kompare am with Christ, my Oga God wey I know and I trowey evritin, bikos of am. True-true, I dey look all doz tins as yeye, so dat I go fit gain Christ,


Make yu give dis kommand to rish pipol. Tell dem sey, make dem nor dey karry body up kon dey trust dia money wey nor get value and make dem dey trust God wey dey give us evritin wey wi nid to take enjoy dis life.


but yu nor know tumoro. Wetin yor life bi like? Yu bi like smoke wey dey kom out from fire. Pipol go si am, den small time e go vanish.


Human being bi like grass and wetin make am fine, bi like flower; di grass go dry and di flower go die,


And dis world don dey fade with di tins wey pipol wont, but di pesin wey dey do wetin God wont, go dey forever.


Lean sinn:

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