Musaafir/a
13-12-04, 12:52 PM
What happened to those days when my faith was strong?
When I wouldn't dare think of doing anything wrong,
when my yaqeen in Allah would lead me through the good and bad,
the old and new.
What happened to those days when my du'aa` was sincere?
When there was absolutely nothing on earth that I would fear,
when I was certain that Allah was really near
and would run to Him and leave all that is dear?
What happened to those days when I could read and recite well?
When I bought al-Jannah and this dunya I would sell,
when my heart was pure and all full of light,
when my qiyaam was my only source of strength and might?
What's wrong, my nafs ... why did you fall?
Don't you know that Allah knows and hears your call?
A little test like this one shouldn't beat you so,
it shouldn't pull you down to a level so low.
Don't you know that Allah chooses what is best
and that this is all a previously planned test?
Don't you know that He hears your soul .. He hears your cry
He sees you fall .. He sees you sigh.
Allah is Great .. Allah is Al-Hakeem
His ways are Just, no matter how dark it may seem.
Hold on, my nafs, to the fireball in your palm,
hold on to it and when it burns, act calm.
Whenever it falls, bend down and restart,
let those tears fall and wipe that heart.
Remember, my nafs, the beauty of the promised Firdaws;
you know it's your dream to build there a house.
Get back on your feet and go back to those days
I know this only a passing phase...
When I wouldn't dare think of doing anything wrong,
when my yaqeen in Allah would lead me through the good and bad,
the old and new.
What happened to those days when my du'aa` was sincere?
When there was absolutely nothing on earth that I would fear,
when I was certain that Allah was really near
and would run to Him and leave all that is dear?
What happened to those days when I could read and recite well?
When I bought al-Jannah and this dunya I would sell,
when my heart was pure and all full of light,
when my qiyaam was my only source of strength and might?
What's wrong, my nafs ... why did you fall?
Don't you know that Allah knows and hears your call?
A little test like this one shouldn't beat you so,
it shouldn't pull you down to a level so low.
Don't you know that Allah chooses what is best
and that this is all a previously planned test?
Don't you know that He hears your soul .. He hears your cry
He sees you fall .. He sees you sigh.
Allah is Great .. Allah is Al-Hakeem
His ways are Just, no matter how dark it may seem.
Hold on, my nafs, to the fireball in your palm,
hold on to it and when it burns, act calm.
Whenever it falls, bend down and restart,
let those tears fall and wipe that heart.
Remember, my nafs, the beauty of the promised Firdaws;
you know it's your dream to build there a house.
Get back on your feet and go back to those days
I know this only a passing phase...