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My God,
so make us travel
on
the roads that arrive at Thee
and
set us into motion
on
the paths nearest to reaching Thee!
Make near for us the far,
and
make easy for us the hard and difficult!
Join us to Thy servants, those
who
hurry
to Thee swiftly,
knock
constantly at Thy door,
and
worship Thee by night and by day,
while
they remain apprehensive in awe of Thee!
Thou hast purified their
drinking places,
taken
them to the objects of their desire,
granted
their requests,
accomplished
their wishes through Thy bounty,
filled
their minds with Thy love,
and
quenched their thirst with Thy pure drink.
Through Thee have they reached
the
pleasure of whispered prayer to Thee,
and
in Thee have they achieved
their
furthest goals.
O He who
comes
toward those who come toward Him
and
grants gifts and bestows bounty upon them
through
tenderness!
He
is compassionate and clement toward those
heedless
of His remembrance
and
loving and tender in drawing them to His door!
I ask Thee to place me among
those of them who have
the
fullest share from Thee,
the
highest station with Thee,
the
most plentiful portion of Thy love,
and
the most excellent allotment of Thy knowledge,
for my aspiration has been cut
off from everything but Thee
and
my desire has turned toward Thee alone.
Thou art my object, none other;
to Thee alone belongs my
waking and my sleeplessness.
Meeting Thee is the gladness of my eye,
joining Thee the wish of my
soul.
Toward Thee is my yearning,
in love for Thee my passionate
longing,
in inclining toward Thee my
fervent craving.
Thy good pleasure is the aim I seek,
vision of Thee my need,
Thy neighbourhood my request,
nearness to Thee the utmost
object of my asking.
In whispered prayer to Thee
I find my repose and my ease.
With Thee lies the remedy of my illness,
the cure for my burning
thirst,
the coolness of my ardour,
the removal of my distress.
Be my intimate in my loneliness,
the releaser of my stumble,
the forgiver of my slip,
the accepter of my repentance,
the responder to my
supplication,
the patron of preserving me
from sin,
the one who frees me from my
neediness!
Cut me not off from Thee
and keep me not far from Thee!
O my bliss and my garden!
O my this world and my
hereafter!
O Most Merciful of the
merciful! |