God kon sey, “Make di land produce difren plants: plants wey go bear seeds akordin to how dem bi and trees wey go bear fruit akordin to how dem bi.” And na so e kon bi.
So Jakob waka go kiss am. Wen Isaak feel as en klot dey smell, e kon bless am sey, “Yes, my pikin dey smell like sey e dey inside bush wey God don bless.
I sey, ‘Make una plant raitiousness for unasef, den una go harvest love wey nor dey end. Make una klear new groun for unasef, bikos dis na di time to turn kom meet mi, so dat I go save una.’
“Make una bring one out of evry ten tins wey una get kom my temple, so dat food go dey der. Den make una try mi, weda I nor go open heaven kon pour many-many blessings for una head.
My brodas and sistas, make una get patient till Christ go kom back. Tink how farmer dey wait for wetin e plant until e grow kon bring food wey dear and e dey wait with patient for am, until di first and di last rain go fall put.