I go make yor shidren plenty like di stars wey dey di sky and I go give dem all dis land. I go bless all di nashon for di world with yor shidren-shidren name.
Yor shidren-shidren go plenty like san-san for groun and dem go skata go west, east, nort and sout. I go bless all di family for di world with yu and shidren-shidren name.
Dem rite for God word before sey, “E go asept Gentile pipol, wen dem get faith” and na dis make am tell Abraham before di time rish sey, “E go bless evribody, bikos of am.”