God take am go outside kon sey, “Look di sky and yu go si di stars, den try if yu fit kount dem!” Den God sey, “Na as di stars bi for up, na so yor shidren go plenty rish.”
I go really bless yu kon make yor shidren-shidren plenty well-well and nobody go fit kount dem, just as nobody fit kount stars for sky or di san-san wey dey near river. Yor shidren-shidren go take all di tins wey bilong to dia enemies.
But Jakob sey, “If yu know sey yu don forgive mi, den make yu take all dis gift wey I bring kom give yu. Bikos as I don si yor face and yu don forgive mi, e just bi like sey na God face I dey si.
Den dia papa Israel tell dem, “If na so e go bi, den make una do dis tin for mi: Make una karry some among di best tins wey wi get put for una bags kon give di man as gift; small balm, honey, spices and myrrh, pistachio and almond.
Ask yor savants and e go tell yu! Make yu favor yor savants, bikos na holiday wi kom for. Abeg make yu give yor savant and David anytin wey yu go fit give us.’ ”