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Jeremaya 38:21 - Holy Bible Nigerian Pidgin English

21 But if yu nor gri surenda, dis na wetin God show mi sey go happen:

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Jeremaya 38:21
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E do wiked and bad tins for God eyes. E nor honbol ensef to Profet Jeremaya wey bi God savant.


E neva shange and nobody fit oppoz or stop am from wetin E won do.


Job! Na yor choice, nor bi mi go tell God wetin yu wont, bikos yu don rijet all dis tin. Naw, make yu tell us wetin yu dey tink.


So God tell Moses, “How long e go take before dis pipol go start to obey my kommandment?


But make una know sey, if una kill mi, una and di pipol for dis town nor go get rest, bikos una don kill innocent pesin wey God send kom warn una.”


So I kon tell am, “E nor go give yu to dem. I dey beg yu make yu listin to God message, den evritin go-go well for yu and dem nor go kill yu.


‘For di vishon, I si sey, dem karry all di wimen wey remain for Judah royal palis go meet Babilon ofisas and dis na wetin dem dey tell di king: “ ‘ “Na yor best friends give yu wrong advise, dem dey kontrol yu and naw wey yu don enter trobol, all of dem don run leave yu.” ’ ”


My God, shebi na trut Yu wont? But even wen Yu ponish dis pipol, dem still nor gri shange and wen Yu nearly distroy dem, dem nor gri take korreshon. Dia heart strong like rock and dem nor won turn from sin kom meet Yu make Yu for forgive dem.


Yu go tell dem evritin wey I sey make yu tok, weda dem listin or not, bikos I know sey dem sturbon well-well.


‘Even if yu give mi yor house with all yor silva and gold, I nor go fit disobey God kommand to do evil or good just as I wont am, but na anytin wey God tell mi, I go tok.’


Wen dem oppoz and curse am, e shake en dress kon sey, “Make una blood dey una head, bikos I nor do any bad tin and from today go, I go-go prish for Gentile pipol!”


Make sure sey una dey obey di Pesin wey dey tok to una! Bikos if Israel pipol wey nor gri hear dia oga Moses word for eart nor eskape, how wi go fit eskape, if wi nor gri hear di Pesin wey dey tok to us from heaven?


Lean sinn:

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