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Laangi! Nɨɨnɨ mʉtʉma ndɨrɨ kʉrɨ nyuunyu Mʉtɨma Mʉʉja Taáta waanɨ ˆajáa iichuunga kʉvaretera arɨ. Haaha, ikali aha Yerusaléemu fʉʉrʉ mpɨɨndɨ ˆmʉrɨ heewa ngururu fuma kurumwii.”

Asiina aha tʉkʉ, afúfukire! Kumbukiri vira ˆvyeene avawyɨɨra mpɨɨndɨ ˆajáa hamwɨ na nyuunyu kʉra Galiláaya.

Hahara, miiso yaavo yakakʉnʉkʉlwa, maa vakamʉtaanga nɨ Yéesu. Ne hahara akarɨmɨra mbere yaavo. Aho, vakiiyurya voosea, “Mɨtɨma yiiswi sɨ yaarɨ ɨkórɨɨre mpɨɨndɨ ˆaatʉvariyʉrɨra no tʉlaɨra Masáare ˆYarɨ Mpeho kʉra njirii tʉkʉ wʉʉ?”

Akavasea, “Ayo noo yaandɨkwa, Masía turikiriwa arɨ na sikʉ ya katatʉ fʉfʉka arɨ fuma inkwyii. Kei kwa irina raachwe, vaantʉ va ɨsɨ joosi kwaandɨra Yerusaléemu variyʉrɨrwa varɨ vavalandʉke fuma uvii waavo, na vasewe ʉvɨ waavo wasírire.

ˆVakafike kʉra, vakashaana rɨra iwye rafíngiritiiwe fuma mbiríírii. Maa kaa, ˆvakɨɨngɨre na mbiríírii, sɨ vashaana mʉvɨrɨ wa Yéesu Mweenevyoosi tʉkʉ.