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Luke 16:22 - Holy Bible Nigerian Pidgin English

22 “Di poor man kon die and angels karry am go where Abraham dey. Di rish man still die too and dem beri am.

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Luke 16:22
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Dem dey live dia life for peace and dey die without trobol.


Na trobol dey distroy wiked pipol, but doz wey dey fear God, go get life afta dem don die.


I si as dem beri wiked pipol with honor, but God pipol dey komot di holy town and pipol dey forget dem. All dis tins nor make sense at-all.


And all di kings for di world liedan for dia grave,


‘Who give yu di rite to stay here? Wish of yor family memba dem beri for here? Who give yu rite to won dig grave for yorsef for here? Yu dey karve grave for yorsef inside di rock.


“Make sure sey una nor porshu any of dis small shidren komot. I tell una di trut, dia angels dey my Papa front for heaven evritime.


God go send en angels go blow loud trumpet and dem go gada di pipol wey E choose from evriwhere for di world.”


Many pipol from east and west go kom follow Abraham, Isaak and Jakob chop inside God Kingdom.


Wetin pesin go gain if e get di whole world and e luz en soul?


“But God kon tell di man, ‘Yu bi fool! Dis nite, yu go die, den who go kon get all dis tins wey yu don gada for yorsef?’


e dey wait to chop wetin fall from di rish man tabol. Dogs sef dey kom lick di sore for en body.


Nobody don fit si God face before. But Jesus, wey bi God ensef, wey en and en Papa bi tait friend, na-im kom show us how God bi.


John, di disciple wey Jesus love well-well, sidan for en rite hand wen dem dey chop.


Wen Pita turn round, e kon si John, (di disciple wey Jesus love well-well), dey follow dem. (Dis na di disciple wey bend en head near Jesus chest wen dem dey chop kon ask am, “Oga God, who bi di pesin wey go sell yu give yor enemy?”)


All di angels na savants and na dem God send go prish for pipol wey go get salvashon.


So as di shidren get flesh and blood, en too get flesh and blood like dem, so dat thru deat, e go fit distroy Satan wey get pawa to kill


As sun dey dry grass and flower and dia beauti dey die forever, na so rish pesin go dry, as e dey porshu and love money.


E karry awa sin for cross, so dat wi go stop to sin and dey do good for God eye. “Na di wound wey dem wound am, naim make us well.”


Den I hear one vois from heaven dey sey, “Make yu rite dis tins: “God don bless pipol wey bilive and obey Christ before dem die!” Di Spirit sey, “Blessing go really follow dis pipol and dem go rest from dia hard work, bikos of di good wey dem do.”


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