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Luke 8:13 - Holy Bible Nigerian Pidgin English

13 Di ones wey fall for where stones dey, na di pipol wey hear God word kon receive am with happiness, but dem nor get rut. Dem bilive small, but wen wahala kom, dem nor bilive again.

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Luke 8:13
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So wetin make yu dey akuiz mi dey sey, ‘Na yu kause di wahala wey yu dey face?’


Pipol wey bi tif dey jealous wetin odas tif, but wetin raitious pipol get, dey rish dem, bikos dem dey work for dia own food.


Wikedness nor dey pay pesin, but nor-tin dey shake good pipol.


Dem dey woship mi evriday dey sey, dem won know my ways and obey my laws. Dem sey make I just dey give dem my laws, bikos dem dey happy to woship mi.”


To dem, yu bi like pesin wey dey joke, sing love song or play harp. Dem dey listin to evry word wey yu tok, but dem nor dey obey any one.


But God tell dem, “Israel and Judah pipol, wetin I won take una do? Bikos di love wey una get for mi dey kwik disappear like dew for morning; like dew wey dey vanish wen day dey break.


Herod dey fear John well-well, so e dey protet am, bikos e know sey John na holy man wey dey do wetin God like. Anytime Herod hear John dey prish, en mind go dey worry am, but e still dey like to listin to am.


Di ones wey fall for road, na di pipol wey hear God word, but devil kon tif am from dia heart, so dat dem nor go bilive and God nor go save dem.


Di seeds wey fall for shuku-shuku, na di pipol wey hear God word, but wahala, plenty propaty and jolly-jolly for dis world kon shuk dem, so di fruit nor even ripe.


E dey kut evry branches wey nor dey bear fruit for my body komot and e dey ripair evry branch for my body wey dey bear fruit, so dat e go bear more fruit.


Anybody wey nor stay inside mi, go dry and pipol go gada en branches dem, trow and burn dem inside fire.


John lite shine well-well for small time and una happy wen una si en lite.”


if I dey profesai and fit undastand evry sekret and knowledge or if I get faith wey fit move mountins and I nor love oda pipol, I go bi nor-tin.


di one wey una asept and dey stand on. Na dis gospel go save una if una whole di message wey I prish give una well-well, unless una faith nor strong.


Galatia pipol, una nor get sense at-all! Who turn una to fool naw? Bikos na for una front wi for show sey Jesus Christ die for cross!


Una sofa dis many tins for nor-tin? True-true, una really sofa for nor-tin.


So dat Christ go dey inside una heart thru faith and wen una don strong well-well inside God love,


If true-true una get faith and una leg strong for groun, den una go get hope kon whole di gospel wey una hear. Dem don prish dis gospel give evribody for di world and mi Paul don bi di gospel savant.


Make una dey strong for groun and dey grow inside Christ, so dat una faith go strong as wi dey tish una and una go dey tank God well-well.


So wen I nor fit bear again, I send pesin make e help mi shek how una faith bi, bikos I dey fear sey devil wey dey tempt pipol, don tempt una and all di work wey wi do among una, don dey yuzles.


Whole yor faith for Christ well and make yor mind dey klear. Bikos some pipol nor dey use good mind and bikos of dat, dia faith don skata.


Wi nor dey among pipol wey go turn back kon perish, but wi get faith wey go save us forever.


Body wey nor get spirit don die, na so too, faith wey nor get work, don die.


Afta dem don free from sin thru awa Oga God and Savior Jesus Christ and dem kon let sin masta dem again, dia kondishon for di end, go worse pass as e bi before.


Na dem bi ezample for dis word wey pipol tok, “Dog dey go back go chop en vomit,” and “Pig wey dem don wosh en body, go still go liedan for portor-portor.”


Na from us dis pipol from komot, but dem nor really dey God family before, bikos if to sey dem dey, dem for stay with us. But dem live us, so dat evribody go know sey dem nor bi awa own.


Wen dis pipol dey follow una chop di fellowship food wey God don bless, dem bi like shuku-shuku for una body. Dem bi like shepad wey nor dey shame, bikos e kare for only ensef. Dem bi like kloud wey just dey blow, but rain nor dey fall. Dem bi like tree wey nor get fruits and God don rut dem komot from groun.


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