Bintulislam
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A Beseech
O God!My Merciful Lord!
Prevail Your love over Love of all,
With Your displeasure feared above,
Every mundane insecurity and juggernaut.
So I plea You not to let them interfere,
With my resolute heart
Leaving me to suffer,to fail,
In Your Sight,
Qualmish now,I ask You set me right!
My Lord!My Ever-forgiving God!
None but You know,
That with my Nafs I brawl to the best I can,
Day and Night
A mortally wounding fight
Alas!daily lost.
My God!My Benevolent Lord!
Help me!!Save my feeble soul,
Against the plots of my Nafs and Shaitan
Its too weak to fight them at its own
I don't want to be defeated and lose my Imaan
My blind-folded eyes and anemic heart
Aren't competent enough to resist,they'll fall apart
If You leave me at my own devices
I am only to fail and oddly to deal successfully with such a crisis
O Guardian!O Sustainer of all!
I've always found You there,
I've NEVER witnessed You not responding to my prayers,
You stand by me in happiness and despair,
Yet You know,that when I prostrate to You
Its mainly due to weakness and fear
And not because of my love for You or care
But I am sure You do as You are always there
So I beseech You O Merciful!!
As You've set an skeptic's happiness and serenity,
In his ignorance and crave for the material-all flam!
Put mine in acquiring Your pleasure
And vivify this heart's infarcted realm.
Bintulislam July'2010
O God!My Merciful Lord!
Prevail Your love over Love of all,
With Your displeasure feared above,
Every mundane insecurity and juggernaut.
So I plea You not to let them interfere,
With my resolute heart
Leaving me to suffer,to fail,
In Your Sight,
Qualmish now,I ask You set me right!
My Lord!My Ever-forgiving God!
None but You know,
That with my Nafs I brawl to the best I can,
Day and Night
A mortally wounding fight
Alas!daily lost.
My God!My Benevolent Lord!
Help me!!Save my feeble soul,
Against the plots of my Nafs and Shaitan
Its too weak to fight them at its own
I don't want to be defeated and lose my Imaan
My blind-folded eyes and anemic heart
Aren't competent enough to resist,they'll fall apart
If You leave me at my own devices
I am only to fail and oddly to deal successfully with such a crisis
O Guardian!O Sustainer of all!
I've always found You there,
I've NEVER witnessed You not responding to my prayers,
You stand by me in happiness and despair,
Yet You know,that when I prostrate to You
Its mainly due to weakness and fear
And not because of my love for You or care
But I am sure You do as You are always there
So I beseech You O Merciful!!
As You've set an skeptic's happiness and serenity,
In his ignorance and crave for the material-all flam!
Put mine in acquiring Your pleasure
And vivify this heart's infarcted realm.
Bintulislam July'2010
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