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14.01.2021

I stay away but the subtle one is never away.

I stay away but the subtle one is never away.
 
I have a hope in him and I expect that he will never let me down.
 
And I ask him to keep me safe from such period.
 
A period of trail which calamities turn the hair white.
 
And I ask for my needs in every situation
 
From the one whom our hearts trust and reply on.
 
How many times Allah arranged things.
 
Things that were concealed by the unseen.
 
And how many times in the unseen there are facilitation of difficulties.
 
And relieve of calamities that come about
 
And how much generosity and concealed kindness
 
And how much relief that clears sufferings.
 
And who else door I could knock other than his door.
 
And who else is my lord and my love.
 
The Most Generous, Benefactor, Source of all Goodness, The Subtle one.
 
The one who gracefully cover our sins and respond to our supplications.
 
The Forbearing one, who never anticipates our sins.
 
The Merciful, whose flood of mercy is overwhelming us.
 
O, Sovereign Lord steady me when I stumble.
 
Though my sins have kept me far away from you.
 
And I’m sick of my fancy desires that led to my shameful fortune.
 
Yet you are only healer.
 
O, calm my fears and suppress my envier.
 
And guard me from the fangs of calamities.
 
And combine me with my children and family.
 
Because a foreign guy would feel desolate.
 
I feel very anxious about my little children.
 
I’m about to melt whenever I mention them.
 
But I gave up the power of government.
 
To the one who amazingly plans our destinies.
 
He is the Beneficent who is always around me, and whom I always seek his shelter.
 
And whom I supplicate to and turn to in repentance.
 
O, my Deity you know my situation.
 
O, my Master will there be any forthcoming relief.
 
O, creditor of the resurrection day please relief.
 
Relief those creeping worries and sorrows in my heart.
 
And tie my rope to the the rope of your satisfaction
 
And look at me and forgive me, perhaps I would be able to repent.
 
And maintain my protection, and take charge of my victory.
 
And strengthen me whenever I face problems.
 
And inspire me to praise you throughout my entire life.
 
Cause only with you praise life become pleasant.
 
O, I’m the servant of the Most Merciful and whoever comes after me.
 
Would have a share from the field of his kindness.
 
O, my support, I have a graceful believe in you.
 
And I hope that my victuals’ pasture would be fertile.
 
And my your blessings be upon the prophet and his family,
 
As long as the Nightingale keeps on signing on the Arak tree.