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Jeremaya 14:18 - Holy Bible Nigerian Pidgin English

18 Anytime I dey strol outside di town, doz wey dem kill for war, na dia dead body I dey si for road and wen I enter di town, I go still si sey pipol dey die, bikos dem nor si food chop. Profet and priest dey do dia work, but dem nor know wetin dem dey do.”

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Jeremaya 14:18
19 Iomraidhean Croise  

Di whole town dey make nois anyhow. Una pipol wey die, nor die for war, but na honga kill dem.


Even di profets and di priests dey stagga bikos dem don drink well-well. Dem don drink plenty wine and e dey konfuse dem. Dem don drink sotey dem nor dey fit undastand di vishon wey God send kom or judge any kase well.


Una priests nor even ask sey, ‘Where Oga God dey?’ Doz wey dey tish my law nor even know mi. Una rulers don turn from mi. Una profets dey profesai with Baal name and una leaders dey woship juju wey nor fit help or save dem.


God sey, “I nor send all dis profets, but dem dey rush go tok dia own message. I nor tell dem anytin, but dem still dey profesai.


Di profet dem dey lie; di priests dey rule as dem like and my pipol like am like dat. But di day wey wahala and distroshon go start, na where dem go run go for help?


Bikos both rish and poor pipol dey make money with wayo. Even profets and priests join dem dey deceive pipol too.


So my pipol, make una nor go farm or travel go anywhere, bikos di enemies dey der with dia swod and dem dey kause wahala for evriwhere.”


So, I go give dia wifes to oda men kon give dia farm to oda pipol. I go do am, bikos both rish and poor pipol dey use wayo take dey get dia money. Even profets and priests don join dey deceive pipol too.


So my God, make Yu si as I dey sofa! My heart dey kry, bikos of my sins. Dem dey kill pipol for di street and even deat dey inside house too dey wait mi.


Wake-up for nite, make yu kry. Pour all yor heart like wota before God! Raiz yor hand as yu dey pray to am and dey beg for yor shidren wey dey faint, bikos honga won kill dem.


Pipol wey die for war, betta pass doz wey hongry kill, bikos na food wey dem nor si chop, kill dem.


Pipol go dey fight each oda for street, but for house, na sickness and honga go dey der. Anybody wey dey outside di town go die for di fight and evribody wey dey house, na sickness and honga go kill dem.


God sey, “Na mi make hongry dey una town, but una nor still gri turn kom meet mi.


Una leaders nor dey judge well, bikos dem don take bribe and una priest dem dey do dia work, bikos of money. Una profets nor dey profesai unless dem first pay dem. Yet all of una sey una trust God. Una sey, “Nor-tin go happen to us, bikos God dey with us.”


God go karry una with di king go meet pipol wey una with una grand-grand papa neva hear of before and una go serve and woship gods wey dem make with wood and stone.


bikos God go skata una among many kountries from one end for di eart go rish di oda end. For der, una go woship gods wey una or una grand-grand papa nor know before; gods wey dem make with wood and stones!


and dis tishas go deceive una with dia wayo. God don kondemn dem tey-tey and Christ wey go distroy dem, nor dey sleep.


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