Jeremaya 8:19 - Holy Bible Nigerian Pidgin English
19 I dey hear my pipol dey kry for evriwhere for di land sey, ‘God nor dey Zion? Abi Zion king nor dey der again?’ ” But God ansa, “Wetin make una go woship juju kon make mi vex?”
Una own don finish like who don die, bikos una pipol dey kommit sin. Una don spoil finish and dey do evil tins! Una sins dey bring una down, bikos una don rijet di Holy Pesin, wey bi Israel God kon turn against am.
Den Profet Isaya go meet King Hezekaya kon ask, “Where dis men from kom and wetin dem wont?” King Hezekaya ansa, “Dem kom from Babilon wey far well-well.”
Jerusalem pipol, make una dey great and strong again! God holy town, make una wear pride like klot! Pipol wey nor know God nor go enter una gate again.
Den I sey, “My God, Yu don forget Judah pipol? Na so Yu hate Zion town? Wetin make Yu dey do us like dis, sotey wi nor dey okay again? Wi dey hope for peace, but na wahala wi dey si. Wi dey bilive sey wi go well, instead na trobol dey follow us.
Why Yu bi like pesin wey nor know before dem attack am or like sojas wey nor fit save pesin? But my God, Yu still really dey with us! Wi bi yor pipol, abeg, make Yu nor abandon us.”
Make una nor listin to doz wey dey deceive una, bikos dis tin fit make dem karry una far; go where una nor know. I go drive una komot from una land and una go die for der.
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?
God sey, “I go ponish dem well-well and na dia own slave go distroy and pak dia propaty.” Den una go know sey na Oga God wey dey rule ova evritin send mi kom.
“Why una won do dis kind tin? Wi too na human being like una! Wi kon tell una di Good News, wey go make una turn from sin kom meet God, wey make heaven, eart, sea and all di tins wey dey inside dem.
For dat time, I go vex for dem well-well kon leave and hide my face from dem until dia enemies kill dem finish. Many wahala and trobol go ovakom dem and dem go sey, ‘Dis wahala don finish us, bikos God no dey with us again.’
“Make yu rite di tins wey I won tell yu naw, go give di angel for di church wey dey Efesus: ‘Di Pesin wey whole di seven stars for en rite hand and dey waka round di seven lampstand, dey tell di pipol for di church sey: