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Isaya 22:4 - Holy Bible Nigerian Pidgin English

4 So I kon sey, “Make nobody hold mi; make una allow mi kry well-well. Make I kry for my pipol, bikos dem don distroy dem and nobody dey to help dem.”

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Isaya 22:4
20 ပူးပေါင်းရင်းမြစ်များ  

Wen Mordekai hear evritin wey dey happen, e tear en klot kon wear sak, pak ashes for en head; den e go di town centre kon dey kry.


Wen I dey trobol, I look for God. Thru-out di nite, I pray and lift my hand go heaven, but nor-tin fit konfort my soul.


Na sak evribody go wear dey waka; dem go dey mourn and kry for dia house and for evriwhere for di town.


Si, pipol wey dey ripresent kountries dey kry and doz wey dem send to go make peace, dey sorry for demsef.


But as una nor gri listin, I dey kry for sekret, bikos of una pride; I go kry well-well till I nor fit kry again, bikos dem don karry God pipol go as slave.”


God sey, “Pipol hear kry and shaut for Rama. Rashel dey kry for en pikin dem wey don die and nor-tin wey pipol tok, fit konfort am.”


Den I sey, “I nor go fit bear dis pain! My heart dey beat fast-fast! I nor fit kwayet, bikos I hear di trumpets and war nois.


I still sey, “My pipol! Make una wear sak klot and roll for groun. Make una kry well-well and mourn like sey una only pikin just die. Bikos very soon, doz wiked sojas go kom distroy all of us.”


Den I sey, “Nobody fit cure my pain bikos my heart heavy well-well.


I wish sey my head bi like well wey wota full and my eyes bi like fountain where wota for dey rush kom out, den I go kry well-well both day and nite for my pipol wey dem kill.


So I sey, “Yes! Make dem kwik kom sing beri song for us, so dat wi go kry and mourn well-well.


I don kry sotey wota nor gri kom out from my eye again; my heart don break. I don taya and e dey pain bi wen I si how dem distroy my pipol and how shidren dey faint anyhow for di town.


“I don polish my swod, bikos I won use am take kill. I go gi-am to di pesin wey go kill pipol.


Dem go skrape dia hair for una kon wear sak klot. Dia heart go bitter as dem dey kry.


So, I go kry and mourn. I go just dey waka without klot and shoe. I go jump like jackal kon dey bihave like owl,


“Pipol hear kry and shaut for Rama. Rashel dey kry for en pikin dem wey don die and nor-tin wey pipol tok, fit make en heart strong.”


Den Pita kon remember wetin Jesus tell am, “Before fawol go make ‘Kukuruku’, yu go deny mi three times.” So Pita go outside bigin kry.


as di pipol wey si dem wen dem happen, tell us.


Wen Jesus near Jerusalem, e look di town kon dey kry,


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