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Psalms 38:4 - Holy Bible Nigerian Pidgin English

4 I dey die inside my own sin and dis wahala too heavy for mi to karry.

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Psalms 38:4
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I sey, My Oga God, I dey shame to raiz my head for yor front. Awa sins high pass awa head; dem even high rish heaven.


God dey send sickness to take korrect some pipol and dem go take korreshon wen dia body dey feel di pain.


Bikos some nor get sense, dem kon tok against am and dem sofa for dia sins.


Trobol gada round mi and I nor fit kount dem! My sins don many well-well and I nor sure sey I go fit dey free from dem! Dem many pass di hair wey dey my head and I don lost all my hope.


But wen e si all di good tins wey en sofa bring, belle go sweet am. My savant wey I like well-well, go bear plenty pipol ponishment and I go forgive dem bikos of am.


E know all my sins; so E put dem togeda kon hang and tie dem round my neck. I weak well-well, bikos my sins too heavy. God don make my enemies strong pass mi and I nor fit do dem anytin.


If dem chop any one for di third day, God nor go asept di man ofrin. God nor go favor en and di ofrin, bikos e nor dey klean and anybody wey chop am go sofa di ponishment.


Una wey don taya and karry heavy load, make una kom meet mi and I go give una rest.


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.”


Lean sinn:

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