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Jeremaya 7:11 - Holy Bible Nigerian Pidgin English

11 God sey, Una tink sey my temple na where tif dey hide put? Make una know sey I don si wetin una dey do.

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Jeremaya 7:11
16 Iomraidhean Croise  

Make Yu listin to dem from heaven kon ansa all di prayers wey di strenjas pray. Den all di nashons for dis eart go know as Yu good rish kon obey Yu, just as yor pipol Israel dey obey Yu. Den dem go know sey dis temple wey I build, na yor own.


Who sey make una dey bring dis animals wen una dey kom woship mi? Who sey make una dey mash round my temple?


“I go bring una kom Zion wey bi my holy hill kon give una joy wen una enter my prayer house, den I go asept di sakrifice wey una go offa for my altar. Dem go koll my temple, ‘Prayer house’, for all di nashons.”


Poor and innocent pipol blood don stain una klot, even doh una nor katch dem dey tif for una house. Yet, with all dis tins wey una don do,


E nor get where pesin go hide put make I for nor si am. Yu nor know sey I dey evriwhere for di heavens and di eart?


Dis na wetin go happen to dem, bikos dem sin: dem sleep with dia neighbour wife kon lie with God name. God nor like all dis tins. E know wetin dem don do and wetin dem do dey stand against dem.” Dis na wetin God tok.


Wen una don do all dis tins wey I hate finish, una go kom stand for my present inside my temple kon dey sey, ‘Wi dey save!’ Una tink sey una really dey save wen una dey do all di tins wey I hate?


I hear as una dey make mout and curse mi.


Abeg, God make Yu sorry for Jerusalem town wey Yu choose, nor bi bikos wi deserve am, but bikos of yor great love wey nor dey fail.


Jesus kon tell dem, “God word sey, ‘Dem go koll my house, “Prayer House” ’, but una don turn am to where tif dey hide put!”


Den e tell dem, “Dem rite am sey, “ ‘Pipol go koll My house, Prayer house for di whole world.’ But una don turn am to where tif dey stay.”


E kon tell di pipol wey dey sell dove, “Make una karry all dis tins komot for here. Make una nor turn my Papa house to market.”


Nor-tin wey God kreate fit hide from am and evritin dey naked to God, bikos wi go must tell am how wi live awa life.


Lean sinn:

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