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("There is an eloquence, fluency, and naturalness in the Qur’an’s styles whereby it is like a hafiz; it recites the verses inscribed with the pen of power on the pages of the universe. It is as though the Qur’an is the recitation of the book of the universe and the verbal expression of its order, and reads out the Pre-Eternal Inscriber’s attributes and writes His acts and deeds. If you want to see this eloquence of expression, listen with an aware..." içeriğiyle yeni sayfa oluşturdu) |
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272. satır: | 272. satır: | ||
O my Compassionate Sustainer and Munificent Creator! | O my Compassionate Sustainer and Munificent Creator! | ||
Due to my mistaken choices my life and youth are lost and gone, and all that remains to me as their fruits are grievous sins, abasing sorrows, and misguiding doubts and scruples. I draw close to the grave shame-faced with this heavy load and sick heart. Like my departed friends, peers, and relations, without deviating to left or right I am involuntarily approaching the door of the grave.The grave is the first stopping-place on the road leading from this fleeting realm to everlasting separation and all eternity; it is the first door opening onto it.(*<ref>*See, Tirmidhi, Zuhd, 5; Ibn Maja, Zuhd, 32; Musnad, i, 63.</ref>)But I am attached to the realm of this world and am captivated by it, and I have understood with absolute certainty that it is transient and will die, will perish and depart. The beings within it travel on convoy after convoy and disappear, as is to be observed. This world is exceedingly cruel and treacherous, especially for those like me with evil-commanding souls. For one pleasure, it inflicts a thousand pains. For a single grape, it deals a hundred slaps. | |||
O my Compassionate Sustainer and Munificent Creator! | |||
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