sentence1: If I speak with the languages of men and of angels, but don’t have love, I have become sounding brass or a clanging cymbal.
sentence2: God Eri Wou ere ane mure newote, an akeite tuma kuyese namdete. God eteri komri tame etemri tuma an kir kuyese namdete. Etep tete, sene an tatame emne pap beke kip yewo, noub beke kip nen, an tuma bepou me wobe. Ari tuma e oksubu yibe.