lifehereafter
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THE YOUTH OF ISLAM
On whom relies the bark of God,
Adrift beyond the bar;
The-born age is dark as night
and thou its dim pole-star.
This is no time for idle rest.
Much yet remains undone;
The lamp of Tauhid needs thy touch
To make it shame the Sun !
not yet have other nations seen
What thou art truly worth:
The realm of Being has need of thee
For perfecting this earth.
If aught you keep this world alive,
Tis thine impetuous zeal,
And thou shalt rise it's ruling star,
And thou shall shape it's weal.
thou art like fragrence in the bud,
Diffuse thyself:be free;
Perfume the garden breeze,and fill
The earth with scent of thee,
Raise thou,thru love,all humble things
To greatness and to fame,
Enlighten thou the groping world
With Dear Muhammad name,
(Translanted from Shikwa Jawab
Shikwa of Dr Sir Mohd Iqbal)
On whom relies the bark of God,
Adrift beyond the bar;
The-born age is dark as night
and thou its dim pole-star.
This is no time for idle rest.
Much yet remains undone;
The lamp of Tauhid needs thy touch
To make it shame the Sun !
not yet have other nations seen
What thou art truly worth:
The realm of Being has need of thee
For perfecting this earth.
If aught you keep this world alive,
Tis thine impetuous zeal,
And thou shalt rise it's ruling star,
And thou shall shape it's weal.
thou art like fragrence in the bud,
Diffuse thyself:be free;
Perfume the garden breeze,and fill
The earth with scent of thee,
Raise thou,thru love,all humble things
To greatness and to fame,
Enlighten thou the groping world
With Dear Muhammad name,
(Translanted from Shikwa Jawab
Shikwa of Dr Sir Mohd Iqbal)
