
I have seen goodness from destiny, my God,
And I live awaiting more goodness still. With my prayer forever surging in my heart,
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And I live awaiting more goodness still. With my prayer forever surging in my heart,

Base and worthless and ungrateful. The wretches who have clung to Satan

I put my trust in someone I thought great. I called his words both right and true,

They abandoned you as if they'd buried you dead. As if you alone were left unhappy,

Fill my heart with light until it brims and overflows. So that I may not see the faults of others,
At times my friend was faithful, at times an ill-omened friend. To bow my neck to You, to bend before You —
I prayed for you, prayer upon prayer. Never did I say, “Be gone and be removed,”
I have cast you into a dungeon you cannot leave. Do not worry, do not be anxious —
Let them spread slander behind our backs. Whoever is of falsehood, so be it,
I never said, “Kill me,” O God. Nothing but a good opinion of You
Set an eternal parting between me and rebellion. Let me repent again and again, and give thanks and worship,
I am Your slave, and You Yourself are my Master. In this world the only thing that holds my body together
No one but You is my refuge. Without Your remembrance I am left lost and bewildered,
Wondrous moments will surround you and embrace you. Intimacy and peace will rain down upon your heart,
The affairs of no person can be set right. Mend one side, and another side will crack,
You are in need of no one at all. Every flaw is far removed from Your Being,
You straws turned to ash in Satan’s fire, When at times egos stray and make mistakes,
Leave no room in it for malice and enmity. Perhaps, if You grant me a place in the eternal garden,
And you are gathering me speck by speck. I chewed myself, I ate myself in bits,
Did I call the ant lowly? Forgive me... How heedless I am, for from the very start, O Allah,
To know God and to seek refuge in Him. Expecting from Him every grace and gift,
It is the servant’s duty to plead and to beseech. If your heart can see, it will confess and affirm —
To know God and to seek refuge in Him. Expecting from Him every grace and gift,
It is the servant’s duty to plead and to beseech. If your heart can see, it will confess and affirm —