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Jeremaya 4:31 - Holy Bible Nigerian Pidgin English

31 I hear kry, like woman wey won born; shaut like woman wey dey born en first pikin. Jerusalem pipol dey find as dem go take breath and naw, dem dey kry sey, “Make una help us! Bikos na die wi dey so o-o!”

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Jeremaya 4:31
35 Iomraidhean Croise  

Den Rebekah tell Isaak, “I nor dey happy bikos of dis Het dotas. E betta make I die, instead of Jakob to marry one among dis Het dotas wey dey dis land!”


“Life don taya mi; so make Yu hear as I dey tok how my heart betta rish.


I really sofa for Meshak town and e pain mi well-well sey I stay with Kedar pipol.


Wen una raiz una hand dey pray, I nor go look una. Even if una pray many prayers, I nor go listin, bikos blood don stain una hand.


Fear go katch all of dem with pain like woman wey won born. Dem go dey look each oda with fear and shame go full dia face.


So bikos of all dis tins wey I hear, my belle kon dey pain mi and e dey make mi fear. E dey pain mi like woman wey won born.


Just as woman wey get belle dey kry and shaut with pain wen e won born, na so too wi dey kry from awa heart for Yu wey bi awa Oga God.


God sey, “I kwayet since and I nor ansa my pipol, but di time to tok, don rish. Just as woman wey won born dey shaut, na so too I dey shaut naw.


I kon sey, “My own don finish, bikos evry word wey dey komot from my mout, na sin full am and I dey stay with pipol wey all dia words na sin and naw, I don use my eyes si Oga God wey bi di king wey get pawa.”


So I kry, “Wi don die finish! Awa own worse well-well o-o! Wi tink sey wi go fit bear dis one.


Wetin una go tok wen di pipol wey una bin tink sey bi una friends katch, distroy and kon dey rule una? E go pain una like woman wey won born?


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.”


So, wetin make mi still dey sofa? Why I go dey bear dia curse like sore wey nor get cure? Yu dey plan to leave mi like stream wey dry?”


But naw, make honga kill dia shidren and make dem die for war. Make di wimen luz dia husband and shidren; make diziz kill di men and make di yong men die for war.


Una fit tink sey una dey save like bird wey dey rest for Lebanon cedar. But wen di wahala kom, una go kry with pain like woman wey won born.


Naw, make una tink am well! Man fit get belle kon born pikin? So wetin make una men dey put dia hand for belle like sey dem bi woman wey won born? Wetin make evribody dey fear?


“Dis na wetin Israel God dey tell Baruk:


and dem go seize di town and all en strong building. For dat day, Moab sojas go dey fear like woman wey won born.


Enemies go attack Bozrah land like eagle wey spread en feada. For dat day, Edom sojas go dey fear and shake like woman wey won born.”


Damaskus pipol don weak and dem kon run, bikos dem dey fear. Dem dey feel pain like woman wey won born.


Babilon king go fear well-well wen e hear wetin en enemies tok. Wen e hear sey dem dey kom, fear and pain go nearly kill-am like woman wey won born.


I go distroy Zion, even doh e fine well-well and honbol like yong woman.


Jerusalem dey beg for help, but nobody gri help am. God don tok against Jakob sey, “Doz nashons wey dey around yu, go bi yor enemies! Dem go ponish and trowey Jerusalem like dirty rag!”


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.


Si yong and old pipol don die for di street. Enemies don kill both boys and girls. Yu don kill dem, bikos Yu dey vex and Yu nor sorry for dem wen Yu dey kut dem.


Israel get shance to live, but dem too dey foolish to si am; just like pikin wey dem just one born, wey nor gri kom out from en mama belle.


Jerusalem pipol, make una shaut and kry like woman wey won born, bikos dem must karry una go Babilon as slave. But God go save una for der; E go save una from una enemies hand.


But naw, wetin make una dey shaut and kry? Una nor get king to lead una? Abi dem don kill una wise men finish? So wetin make una dey feel pain like woman wey won born?


E don finish for mi! I bi like pesin wey nor si fruit chop or si fruit pick afta dem don harvest evritin.


“Tell Zion pipol, ‘Si! Una king dey kom meet una, e honbol ensef kon sidan on-top donkey.’ ”


Bikos if I dey prish di gospel, I nor get any rizin to boast, bikos I nor fit do any oda tin dan to dey prish di gospel! Na wahala for mi, if I nor prish di gospel!


Wen pipol dey sey, “Evritin dey okay and peaceful,” na dat time wahala wey go skata evriwhere go kom and e go bi like di pain wey woman dey face wen e won born and nobody go eskape from am.


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