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Servant, be careful, be careful,

Translated from Uzbek · Original text

Servant, be careful, be careful,Never speak of a secret you do not know.Shine like fire, if you will, laugh like the flowers,But never think of another as bad.Let everyone find fairness — God is the King,Let no one slip, let no one fall.Let that grief, that sigh not rise from within you,Wisdom belongs to Allah, He is al-Hakim.God’s mercy reaches everyone,No one can encompass it, no one can block it.No wonder if to poor ones like us, to sick ones like us,A voice should come that says “pardon.”Leave the servants aside, turn to God,Break away from every person, cut yourself off from all.Open your heart to sincerity, bind yourself to faithfulness,From these two blessings you will reap a harvest.My Lord, let no one believe me — if You believe, it is enough,Let everyone turn away — if You turn to me, it is enough.In me there is no “I”; I am dust and straw,Today or tomorrow I will rot and be gone.My Lord, cleanse my heart of every stain,Leave no room in it for malice and enmity.Perhaps, if You grant me a place in the eternal garden,Perhaps I will lose myself on seeing Your Beauty!Akrom MALIK

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