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Jeremaya 12:3 - Holy Bible Nigerian Pidgin English

3 But my God, Yu know mi! Yu dey si evritin wey I dey do and how I love Yu rish. Make Yu take dis wiked pipol komot like sheep wey dem won go kill. Tell us wen dem go die.

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Jeremaya 12:3
23 Iomraidhean Croise  

“My Oga God, make Yu remember sey I don serve Yu with all my mind and I dey always try to do evritin wey Yu wont make I do.” Den e start to kry well-well.


I know sey Yu dey test evribody heart and Yu dey like doz wey dey respet diasef. I put my body for groun kon use all my heart take give Yu all dis tins and I don si how all yor pipol dey happy as dem dey give Yu dia gifts.


Yet, God know evry step wey I dey take. If E sey make E test mi, I go klean kom out like gold.


God dey si both good and bad pipol. E hate doz wey love wahala.


Look mi well, den make Yu tell mi wetin I dey tink! Test mi and Yu go know wetin I wont!


Na nite wen I dey sleep Yu take test my mind kon shek my heart. Yu don shek mi kon si sey I nor dey wrong. I don sey I nor go sin with wetin I dey tok or do.


My God, my hand klean and I trust Yu with all my heart, so make Yu show sey I dey innocent.


Make Yu stop di bad tins wey wiked pipol dey do kon defend doz wey dey good, bikos my God wey dey good, know wetin dey pipol mind and heart.


Den I ansa, “My God! Yu know as I dey sofa. Abeg make Yu remember kon help mi. Make Yu revensh doz wey dey tok bad against mi. Nor sorry for dem, so dat dem nor go kill mi. Make Yu remember sey na bikos of Yu, dem dey curse mi.


But my Oga, na Yu choose mi to serve yor pipol and dat na wetin I dey do. Yu know evritin wey I tok and I neva for wons ask Yu make Yu finish with dem.


Pipol wey dey tok bad against mi, make Yu disgrace dem kon save mi. Make fear katch dem, but nor make mi dey fear. Distroy and break dem into pieces.


My God wey dey mighty; Yu dey give korrect judgement to pipol and Yu know wetin dey dia heart and mind. So, make I si how Yu won take revensh my enemies, bikos I don put my problem for yor hand.


Dem don distroy Moab town and all en pipol; all di fine yong men for der, dem don kill dem finish. Na mi bi di king, di God wey dey mighty, and I don tok.


Make una kill all dia sojas anyhow! Babilon pipol own don finish, bikos di time don rish wen I must ponish dem.


Dem go wound kon fall die for all di street wey dey dia towns.


Jesus ask am di third time, “Simon, John pikin, yu sure sey yu love mi so?” Pita kon dey vex, bikos e pain am well-well, as Jesus ask am di same kweshon three times, “Yu sure sey yu love mi so?” Den Pita sey, “Oga God, yu know evritin, yu know sey I really love yu.” So, Jesus tell am, “Make yu feed my sheep.


Yu dey live life wey yu dey enjoy and yu dey enjoy for dis eart. Yu don make yorsef fat, dey wait for di day wey dem go kill yu.


But dis men bi like animal wey nor dey tink; animals wey pipol fit kill anyhow and dem just dey do as dem like. Dis pipol dey tok anyhow and na distroshon go end dia life.


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