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Job 14:1 - Holy Bible Nigerian Pidgin English

1 “Na short life na-im man wey woman born get and na trobol full am.

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Job 14:1
20 ပူးပေါင်းရင်းမြစ်များ  

God tell Adam, “Yu obey yor wife kon chop from di tree wey I kommand yu sey, ‘Make yu nor chop from.’ “Bikos yu do dis, I curse di groun. Yu go work hard to make di groun bring food till yu die.


Jakob ansa Fero, “I don stay for more dan one hundred and thirty years. And all di years wey I don spend for dis life nor many, but e nor dey eazy; di years wey I don stay, nor many rish di years wey my grand-grand papa dem stay.”


den e kon dey kry give en papa sey, “My head! My head dey pain mi!” Den en papa tell en savant, “Make yu karry am go meet en mama.”


Abi my life neva finish? Make Yu leave mi with my own! Abeg, make I enjoy di small life wey I still get.


Any human being fit dey klean? Anybody fit dey rite before God?


Anybody fit dey klean before God? How yu wey woman born won take dey pure?


For God eye, even di moon nor brite and di stars nor shine rish.


But just as lite dey shine go up, na so too dem born pesin enter trobol.


“Evritin wey man dey do for dis life nor bi struggol? Abi awa days nor bi like savant wey dem hire to work?


My days just dey run kwik-kwik like moto; but for di end, I nor get hope.


bikos dis life wey wi dey so, short well-well. Wi nor know anytin at-all and awa days for dis eart bi like shadow wey go kwik vanish.


“No day good for my life since dem born mi and dem nor dey last.


Si! Yu don make my life short well-well and my whole life bi like one sekond to Yu. True-true, evribody life just bi like breeze wey dey blow pass.”


Wi bi like shadow wey dey waka pass and evritin wey wi dey busy dey work for, nor mean anytin. Wi dey gada money keep and wi nor know who go spend am.


Si, na for inside sin, dem born mi; Yes! Na rite from di time wey my mama get my belle.


Make Yu remember how my life short rish and how human being life empty and nor mean anytin!


So, I hate dis life, bikos evritin wey dey inside, dey give trobol. Evritin dey yuzles and e bi like wen pesin dey porshu breeze.


As far as yu dey alive, evritin wey yu dey do, nor dey bring anytin escept pain and trobol and yu nor go even fit rest well for nite. All dis tins dey yuzles!


Why dem born misef? Na make I for si trobol and always dey kry, so dat my life go end with shame.


I tell una true word, among all di pipol wey woman born, e nor get anybody wey big rish John di Baptist. But di pesin wey small pass for God Kingdom, big pass am.


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