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Joel 1:10 - Holy Bible Nigerian Pidgin English

10 Di farm don empty; di groun dey mourn, bikos dem don distroy all di korn. All di grapes and di olive trees don dry.

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Joel 1:10
19 Iomraidhean Croise  

Wen ever yu try to plant seed for di groun, e nor go grow well for yu. Yu go dey waka anyhow for dis eart without house.”


Naw, Nimrim river don dry; all di grass wey near am don dry too and no green grass remain for der again.


Dem dey shaut for dia street, bikos of wetin happen to dia wine. Happiness don komot di land forever and na sorrow full der naw.


Di new grape vine don dry and wine nor dey again. All di pipol wey dey happy before, don dey vex naw


Dem don turn am to wildaness. Di land empty and dey yuzles to mi. Di whole land don turn desert and e nor koncern anybody.


Na how long awa land and di grass for di farm go dey dry? Awa animals and birds dey die, bikos of dis pipol wikedness! Pipol wey sey, ‘God nor dey si wetin wi dey do.’ ”


Di happiness and joy wey dey Moab land, don vanish. I don make dia wine stop to flow from di winepress. Nobody dey to make wine for dem and una nor go hear happiness nois from der again.


So di land go mourn, bikos evritin wey dey inside, go die. All di animals, birds and even fish, go die too.”


But very soon, una nor go get enough korn to chop and olive oil and wine nor go dey again.


Di grape vine and fig trees don dry and all di oda trees don die too. True-true, di pipol nor get joy again.


Una wey dey drink anyhow, make una wake-up bigin kry. Una wey dey drink wine, make una kry; bikos dem don distroy di grape and all una sweet wine don finish.


God go ansa: “Naw, I go give una korn, wine, olive oil and una go chop beleful. Oda nashons nor go laf una again.


All una hard work nor go do una good, bikos una land nor go produce food and di trees nor go bear fruit.


Even doh di fig and olive tree nor get fruit naw and di grape nor gri grow for di vine or sey di land produce korn and all di animals don die,


Yes, I don sey rain nor go fall for una land, hills, farm, vineyard, olive trees and for evritin wey di groun dey produce for una and una animals. I go skata evritin wey una dey work hard to get.”


I go ponish una shidren-shidren and di animals wey una dey sakrifice, I go rub una face for dia shit and dem go karry una komot for my present.


Lean sinn:

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