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Psalms 102:9 - Holy Bible Nigerian Pidgin English

9 Na ashes I dey chop as food and my tear dey rush enter my drink,

Faic an caibideil Dèan lethbhreac




Psalms 102:9
10 Iomraidhean Croise  

Instead make I chop, I dey kry and my pain dey pour kom out like wota.


Wetin make mi nor get hope? Wetin make my heart nor dey happy at-all? But I go still put my hope for God hand! I go still dey praiz am, bikos na-im bi my Savior and God!


I dey kry both day and nite and na tears bi di only food wey I dey chop and my enemies dey tell mi sey, “Where dat yor God dey sef?”


Dem dey put poizin for my food kon give mi bad wine make I drink.


Yu don make us dey chop sorrow like food kon drink tears wey full bucket.


E just bi like sey dem dey chop ashes. Di foolish tins wey dem dey tink don deceive dem and dem nor fit help demsef again or tell demsef sey, ‘Nor bi lie-lie God wi dey serve so?’ ”


Make una nor tell Gat pipol; make una nor let dem si una kry. Make una sidan for groun for Bet-Leafra kon pak san full una head.


Just as snake dey creep kom out from whole, na so too dem go fear kon turn kom meet di Oga awa God.


Lean sinn:

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