This slave remains indeed amazed,
While begging for Your mercy too,
Estranged within this world, half-dazed,
Allah, my heart calls out to You.

Some only seek reward it’s true,
This slave seeks you and only You,
It’s idol worship that they do,
Allah, my heart calls out to You.

And paradise I don’t pursue,
Although its beauty’s always true,
I seek its Owner, yes I do,
Allah, my heart calls out to You.

In paradise without Your face,
The houris would be saddened too,
Your face illuminates that place,
Allah, my heart calls out to You.

Allah, this slave does suffer too,
His heart it only grieves for You,
A prey of this wolf he is too,
Allah, my heart calls out to You.

The love of this Your slave is meek,
Yet I complain only to You,
Upon my face I fall, I’m weak,
Allah, my heart calls out to you.

This slave remains indeed amazed,
While begging for Your mercy too,
Estranged within this world, half-dazed,
Allah, my heart calls out to You!

~ By Shaykh Fattaah

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