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On Yedinci Lem'a/en: Revizyonlar arasındaki fark
"Now I have reached the brink of my grave. I am standing at the head of my corpse stretched out beside it. Raising my head to the court of Your mercy, I cry out beseechingly with all my strength: “Mercy! Mercy! Most Clement! Most Kind! Deliver me from the heavy burden of my sins!”" içeriğiyle yeni sayfa oluşturdu
("As with the saying “All that is coming is close,”(*<ref>*Ibn Maja, Muqaddima, 7; Darimi, Muqaddima, 23. </ref>)I see now that soon I will have donned my shroud, mounted the bier, bade farewell to my friends. Approaching my grave I call out to the court of Your mercy through the mute tongue of my corpse and the articulate tongue of my spirit: “Mercy! Mercy! Most Kind, Most Clement! Deliver me from the shame of my sins!”" içeriğiyle yeni sayfa oluşturdu) |
("Now I have reached the brink of my grave. I am standing at the head of my corpse stretched out beside it. Raising my head to the court of Your mercy, I cry out beseechingly with all my strength: “Mercy! Mercy! Most Clement! Most Kind! Deliver me from the heavy burden of my sins!”" içeriğiyle yeni sayfa oluşturdu) |
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As with the saying “All that is coming is close,”(*<ref>*Ibn Maja, Muqaddima, 7; Darimi, Muqaddima, 23. </ref>)I see now that soon I will have donned my shroud, mounted the bier, bade farewell to my friends. Approaching my grave I call out to the court of Your mercy through the mute tongue of my corpse and the articulate tongue of my spirit: “Mercy! Mercy! Most Kind, Most Clement! Deliver me from the shame of my sins!” | As with the saying “All that is coming is close,”(*<ref>*Ibn Maja, Muqaddima, 7; Darimi, Muqaddima, 23. </ref>)I see now that soon I will have donned my shroud, mounted the bier, bade farewell to my friends. Approaching my grave I call out to the court of Your mercy through the mute tongue of my corpse and the articulate tongue of my spirit: “Mercy! Mercy! Most Kind, Most Clement! Deliver me from the shame of my sins!” | ||
Now I have reached the brink of my grave. I am standing at the head of my corpse stretched out beside it. Raising my head to the court of Your mercy, I cry out beseechingly with all my strength: “Mercy! Mercy! Most Clement! Most Kind! Deliver me from the heavy burden of my sins!” | |||
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