 It is He Who sendeth the winds like heralds of glad tidings going before His mercy when they have carried the heavy-laden clouds We drive them to a land that is dead make rain to descend thereon and produce every kind of harvest therewith thus shall We raise up the dead perchance ye may remember
Wyun ga mae tun efe zhi tuno ebo ula labari yangbanfa yan yegun Soko nadan yegboro nau yaye harda kamina uga girgije zhi la ucia lukpin na Yici gau dagwa da ezhi nayi tsutsuci naYicia du le zhin beuyin yicia la yangici sunsunzhi iri ndondo tinya beuyin Aciga ga Yie la eyan tsutsucizhi tin yao ujinwo be wunciny yega santu