If the home deserves it, let your peace rest on it, but if it doesn't deserve it, let your peace return to you.
But when they were sick, I put on clothes of sackcloth in sympathy. I denied myself through fasting. May my prayer for them return to bless me too.
When you enter the house, give it your blessing.
If someone doesn't welcome you, and refuses to listen to what you have to say, then leave that house or that town, shaking its dust off your feet as you go.
If there's a peaceful person living there, then your peace will rest on them; if not, it will return to you.
To those who are dying it is the smell of decay, while to those who are being saved it is the scent of life! But who is up to such an assignment?