And he came near, and kissed him: and he
smelled the smell of his raiment, and blessed him, and said, See, the smell of
my son is as the smell of a field which
the LORD hath blessed:
Therefore God give thee of the dew of
heaven, and the fatness of the earth, and plenty of corn and wine:
Let people serve thee, and nations bow down
to thee: be lord over thy brethren, and let thy mother's sons bow down to thee:
cursed be every one that curseth thee,
and blessed be he that blesseth thee.
Prayer
Let my smell be that of a blessed man.
Bless my work, bless my walk, I ask that my
aura be that of a fruitful man.
All I ask for is the dew of heaven to mark
me out and rain on me O Lord.
Thank you because I know that I am above
all, and not beneath anyone.
Whoever curses me is cursed and whoever
blesses me is blessed in Jesus name. Amen.
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