kelemane Demas to amike charise, etu yug ke morom hoija karone aru tai Thessalonica sheher te jai jaise, Crescens bhi Galatia te, aru Titus bhi Dalmatia te.
Kilekoile Isor pora lagi thaka mon dukh to paap pora mon ghura bole diye juntu pora mon chinta nathaki kene poritran pai. Hoilebi etu prithibi laga mon dukh to mora he ane.
Juntu bijon kata ghas khan majote phelaise, etu to eneka manu ase jun kotha to hune, hoilebi etu jamana laga kaam aru dhun sompoti ke mon diya nimite kotha ke dabai kene rakhe, aru etu kotha pora bhal guti nadhure.
Etu pichete Judas, jun pora Jisu ke thogaise, Jisu ke bodnam kora dikhise, aru tai mon ghurai kene trista chandi laga sikka moha purohit khan aru bura khan ke eneka koi kene wapas kori dise,
Kelemane Herod to John ke bhoi kori thakise; tai jani thakise John to ekjon dhormik aru pobitro manu ase, aru taike bhal pora bachai kene rakhise. Tai kotha hunile bisi bhoi hoijai, kintu khushi pora huni thake.
Titia Jisu taike morom pora saikene taike koise, “Tumi ekta kaam he puncha nai, jabi aru tumi laga ki ase, sob bikiri kori kene dukhia khan ke di dibi, aru tumi sorgote dhun pai jabo, aru ahikena Ami laga piche koribi.”