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Joel 2:19 - Holy Bible Nigerian Pidgin English

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

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Joel 2:19
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Bikos of di gift wey God give dem wey bi; korn, wine, olive oil, sheep and melu, dem go gada kom sing with happiness for Mount Zion. Dem go bi like gardin wey dem pour wota put well-well kon get evritin wey dem wont.


I go make dia groun dey bear betta plant and honga nor go dey again. Di oda kountries nor go laf dem again.


“Di land know go listin to doz kountries wey dey laf or curse en pipol. Di land nor go make una shidren hongry or die again. Mi, wey bi di Oga God, don tok.”


I go save una from evritin wey make una dey spoil before. I go kommand food make e plenty, so dat una nor go hongry again.


I go make di fruit and food for una tree and fields many pass before, so dat honga nor go make una go beg oda nashons.


I go pour my Spirit put for Israel pipol body and I nor go leave dem again. Mi, God wey get pawa, don tok.”


I go gi-am back en vineyard den Trobol Valley go kon bi Hope Valley. E go ansa mi for der, just as e do wen e dey yong for di time wen e dey komot from Egypt.


For dat time, wen my pipol Israel pray to mi, I go ansa dem.


I go make rain fall and korn, grape and olive fruit go grow for di land.


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


Korn go full una house; wine and olive oil go full where dem for dey press am.


Una harvest go plenty well-well, sotey una go still dey harvest korn until di time to pick grape and una go still dey pick grape for di time to plant korn. Una go get all wetin una won chop and una nor go fear for di land wey una dey stay.


Nobody go wahala dem wen dem dey plant dia seed. Dia vine go get many fruits; di groun go produce food and rain go always dey fall for dem. I go give all dis blessings to my pipol wey remain.


But make una first do di good tins wey God wont and evry oda tin go bi una own.


E go send rain for una land for di rite time, both di early and late rain, so dat una go harvest una food, new wine and oil.


So Naomi kon decide sey e go-go back to Betlehem (and en shidren wifes follow am), bikos as e dey for Moab, e hear sey God don bless en pipol and honga nor dey dia land again.


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