Not only the creation, but we ourselves, who have the first fruits of the Spirit, groan inwardly as we wait for adoption as sons, the redemption of our bodies.
Ma ọ bụghị naanị okike, ma anyị onwe anyị, ndị nwere mkpụrụ mbụ nke mmụọ nsọ, na -asụ ude n'ime anyị ka anyị na -echesi ike maka ịbụ ụmụ, mgbapụta nke ahụ anyị.