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Psalms 31:9 - Holy Bible Nigerian Pidgin English

9 My Oga God, make Yu sorry for mi, bikos I dey pass thru pain as I dey kry and my body and soul dey die dey go.

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Psalms 31:9
19 Iomraidhean Croise  

Bikos E dey happy with mi, E help mi wen I dey trobol kon save mi.


My eyes don swell-up bikos of kry; my body don tin like broom.


Some sidan for where dark pass and dem shain dem with iron,


God reward mi, bikos I do wetin dey rite; E bring mi kom back, bikos I dey innocent and


I porshu my enemies kon katch dem and I nor stop until I distroy dem finish.


Wi don faint for groun kon sleep for dirty.


Sofa don make my eyes blind. My eyes dey weak, bikos of my enemies.


di vow wey I tok with my mout and my lip wen I dey trobol.


Na only trobol I dey always get and evry morning dey kause pain for mi.”


My body fit fail and my spirit fit weak, but na God dey make my heart strong; na-im bi my own forever.


My own tears don blind my eyes. My God, evriday I dey beg make Yu kom help mi; I lift my hand to Yu make Yu sorry for mi.


Naw, awa eyes dey pain us well-well, bikos wi dey wait for pipol to kom help us. But wi just dey wait for nor-tin, bikos dem nor go fit help us.


Bikos of dis, wi dey feel pain and wi nor dey si well again; awa eyes don dey weak, bikos wi don kry taya.


Lean sinn:

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