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Psalms 101:3 - Holy Bible Nigerian Pidgin English

3 I nor go even tink to do bad tin and I nor go join pipol do bad tins.

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Psalms 101:3
44 Iomraidhean Croise  

“I don swear with my eye sey I nor go ever look wimen kon sey I won sleep with dem.


I hate pipol wey dey pritend sey dem dey loyal to evribody, but I love yor kommandment.


Make Yu help mi take my eyes komot from tins wey nor mean anytin and give mi life thru yor word.


but make Yu ponish pipol wey dey do bad tins. Ponish dem with all di oda wiked pipol. Make peace always dey Israel land!


True-true, I really hate dem and dem don bi my enemies naw!


But e nor dey, bikos evribody don turn from am; evribody don spoil finish. Nobody dey do good again. Yes! E nor get anybody at-all.


Evritin wey dem tok na lie and dem dey deceive pipol. Dem nor dey ever gri do good tins.


I tell mysef sey, “I go dey kareful for wetin I dey do and I nor go sin with wetin I dey tok. I go hold my tongue wen sinnas dey near mi.”


Make una si as pipol wey trust God dey happy; doz wey nor like proud pipol or woship juju.


Even my best friend, di one wey I trust with evritin; pesin wey wi dey chop togeda, don turn against mi.


Dem always dey test and shalenge God. Dem dey make di Holy One for Israel dey vex.


Dem turn back and dem nor kon get faith like dia papa and mama. Yu nor fit put hope on dem, bikos dem bi like bow wey don spoil.


Una wey love God, make una hate bad tins! God dey protet pipol wey dey fear am kon save dem from wiked pipol pawa.


Make una nor get long-trot for una neighbour propaty; en wife, savants, melu, donkey or anytin wey bi en own.”


Dem kwik-kwik turn komot from di way wey I kommand dem o-o! Dem melt gold take make melu for demsef and dem don dey bow and offa sakrifice to am sey, ‘Israel pipol, dis na awa god wey take us komot from Egypt.’ ”


Wetin yuzles and wiked pipol bi like? Na lie dem just dey lie waka.


Dem go use dia eyes take make sign kon use dia legs and fingers take deceive pipol.


Nor let dia beauti tempt yu and nor let dia wayo eyes make yu fall.


If to sey una dey fear God, den una go hate bad tins. I hate pride, pipol wey dey tok anyhow, bad-bad tins and lie-lie words.


So, make yu enjoy wetin yu get, instead of wetin yu wont and stop to dream of tins wey dey yuzles, like pesin wey dey porshu breeze.


“Nor do good again, but make yu kom join us. Make yu nor tell us about di Holy One for Israel again.”


Di pesin wey dey do and tok wetin dey rite; wey nor dey shit poor pipol, bikos e get pawa and wey nor dey take bribe, join doz wey kill pipol or join do bad tins,


But yu dey always tink and look for ways to use wayo take make plenty money. Na to kill innocent pipol and opress yor own pipol, yu dey always tink.


Wen dem wont pesin land, dem go dey find how dem go take seize am and wen dem wont pesin house too, dem dey take am by force. Dem dey opress, shit and take pipol propaty.


Make una nor plan bad against each oda or swear as una dey tok wetin una eye nor si. I hate lie, opreshon and doz wey dey kause wahala.’ ”


But I dey tell una naw sey, ‘Anybody wey look woman kon get di mind to sleep with am, don already kommit sin for en heart.’


Make wi love each oda well-well. Make una hate anytin wey dey bad, but una must love anytin wey get trut.


But naw wey una don know am (or abi make I sey God don know una), why una still dey follow all dis weak and yeye pawas? Una won bi dia slave again?


Anytin wey God sey E go judge, una must nor take am at-all. Den God nor go vex again, but E go sorry for una kon make una plenty as E promise una grand-grand papa.


Make una dey kareful, if not wiked tins go full una mind, den una nor go give pesin money, bikos di seven years don dey near. If una nor gri give di pesin money and di pesin kon kry give God, dat mean sey una don kommit sin.


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


“Make una dey strong! Make una dey obey evritin wey dem rite for Moses book with kare, so dat una nor go fall go left or rite,


Bikos e for betta sey, dem nor know God at-all, dan sey afta dem don know am, dem kon turn back from di kommandment wey God give dem.


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.


“I dey regret sey I make Saul king, bikos e don turn from mi and e nor do wetin I sey make e do.” Samuel kon vex well-well and e pray to God till day break.


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