دُعَاؤُهُ فِي الْإِلْحَاحِAbasing
himself before God
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My Lord, my sins have silenced me, and my words have
been cut off.
رَبِّ أَفْحَمَتْنِيْ ذُنُوبِي، وَانْقَطَعَتْ
مَقَالَتِي،
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I have no argument, for I am the prisoner of my own
affliction,
فَلاَ حُجَّةَ لِي، فَأَنَا الأَسِيـرُ بِبَلِيَّتِي،
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the hostage to my works, the frequenter of my own
offense,
الْمُـرْتَهَنُ بِعَمَلِي، الْمُتَرَدِّدُ فِي
خَطِيئَتِي،
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the confused in my intended way, the thwarted.
الْمُتَحَيِّرُ عَنْ قَصْدِي، الْمُنْقَطَعُ بِي،
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I have brought myself to a halt in the halting place
of the abased sinners,
قَدْ أَوْقَفْتُ نَفْسِي مَوْقِفَ الأَذِلاَّءِ
الْمُذْنِبِينَ،
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the halting place of the wretched and insolent,
those who think lightly of Thy promise.
مَوْقِفَ الأَشْقِيآءِ الْمُتَجَرِّينَ عَلَيْكَ،
الْمُسْتَخِفِّينَ بِوَعْدِكَ.
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Glory be to Thee! What insolence I have insolently
shown toward Thee!
سُبْحَانَكَ! أَيَّ جُرْأَة اجْتَرَأْتُ عَلَيْكَ؟
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What delusion with which I have deluded myself!
وَأَيَّ تَغْرِير غَرَّرْتُ بِنَفْسِي
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My Master, have mercy on my falling flat on my face
مَوْلاَيَ إرْحَمْ كَبْوَتِيْ لِحُرِّ وَجْهِي،
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the slipping of my foot, grant me my ignorance
through Thy clemency,
وَزَلَّةَ قَدَمِي، وَعُدْ بِحِلْمِكَ عَلَى جَهْلِي،
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and my evildoing through Thy beneficence, for I
admit my sin
وَبِإحْسَانِكَ عَلَى إسَآءَتِي، فَأَنَا الْمُقِرُّ
بِذَنْبِي،
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and I confess my offense: Here are my hand and my
forelock!
الْمُعْتَرِفُ بِخَطِيئَتِي، وَهَذِهِ يَدِيْ
وَنَاصِيَتِي،
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I am resigned to retaliation against my soul!
أَسْتَكِينُ بِالْقَـوْدِ مِنْ نَفْسِي .
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Have mercy on my white hair, the depletion of my
days,
إرْحَمْ شَيْبَتِي، وَنَفَادَ أَيَّامِي،
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the nearing of my term, my frailty,
وَاقْتِرَابَ أَجَلِي، وَضَعْفِي،
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my misery, and the paucity of my stratagems!
وَمَسْكَنَتِي، وَقِلَّةَ حِيلَتِي.
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My Master, and have mercy upon me when my trace is
cut off from this world,
مَوْلاَيَ وَارْحَمْنِي إذَا انْقَطَعَ مِنَ
الدُّنْيَا أَثَرِي،
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my mention is effaced among the creatures,
وَامَّحى مِنَ الْمَخْلُوقِينَ ذِكْرِي،
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and I join the forgotten, like the forgotten ones!
وَكُنْتُ فِي الْمَنْسِيِّينَ، كَمَنْ قَدْ نُسِيَ.
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My Master, and have mercy upon me at the change of
my form and state
مَوْلاَيَ وَارْحَمْنِي عِنْدَ تَغَيُّرِ صُورَتِي
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when my body decays, my limbs are scattered,
وَحَالِي إذَا بَلِيَ جِسْمِي، وَتَفَرَّقَتْ
أَعْضَائِي،
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and my joints are dismembered! O my heedlessness
toward what was wanted from me!
وَتَقَطَّعَتْ أَوْصَالِيْ، يا غَفْلَتِي عَمَّا
يُرَادُ بِيَ.
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My Master, have mercy upon me at my mustering and
uprising
مَوْلاَيَ وَارْحَمْنِي فِي حَشْرِي وَنَشْرِي،
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and on that day, appoint my standing place with Thy
friends,
وَاجْعَل فِي ذَلِكَ الْيَومِ مَعَ أَوْلِيَآئِكَ
مَوْقِفِي،
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my place of emergence with Thy beloveds,
وَفِي أَحِبَّائِكَ مَصْدَرِي،
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and my dwelling in Thy neighbourhood! O Lord of the
worlds!
وَفِي جِوَارِكَ مَسْكَنِي يَا رَبَّ الْعَالَمِينَ.
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My Lord, my sins have silenced me, and my
words have been cut off. I have no argument, for I am the prisoner of my own
affliction, the hostage to my works, the frequenter of my own offense,
the confused in my intended way, the thwarted.
I have brought myself to a halt in the halting place of the abased
sinners, the halting place of the wretched and insolent, those who think
lightly of Thy promise.
Glory be to Thee! What insolence I have insolently shown toward Thee! What
delusion with which I have deluded myself!
My Master, have mercy on my falling flat on my face
the slipping of my foot, grant me my ignorance through Thy clemency, and my
evildoing through Thy beneficence, for I admit my sin and I confess my
offense:
Here are my hand and my forelock! I am resigned to retaliation against my
soul!
Have mercy on my white hair, the depletion of my days, the nearing of my term,
my frailty, my misery, and the paucity of my stratagems!
My Master, and have mercy upon me when my trace is cut off from this world, my
mention is effaced among the creatures, and I join the forgotten, like the
forgotten ones!
My Master, and have mercy upon me at the change of my form and state when my
body decays, my limbs are scattered, and my joints are dismembered!
O my heedlessness toward what was wanted from me!
My Master, have mercy upon me at my mustering and uprising and on that day,
appoint my standing place with Thy friends, my place of emergence with Thy
beloveds, and my dwelling
in Thy neighborhood! O Lord of the worlds!
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