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Jumma Khutbah by Dr. Abu Zayd at the Islamic Center of Basking Ridge (www.icbri.org) on Friday, September 18, 2009.
Alafasy Duah with Translation by Yasir Birjas
الله ذو اللطائف
Allah, The Most Kind and Gentle
أَغِيبُ وذو اللّطائِف لا يغيبُ وأرجُوهُ رَجاءً لا يَخِيبُ
Although I vanish, the Most Gentle and Kind vanishes not.
Thus, I have hope in Him – hope that fails not.
وأَسْأَلُهُ السَّلامَةَ مِن زَمانٍ بُلِيتُ به نوائبهُ تُشِيبُ
I seek safety with Him from a time
where trials would age this body of mine
وأُنزِلُ حاجتي في كل حالٍ إلى مَن تطمئنُّ به القلوبُ
So, I bring my needs, and I’m ever in poverty
To the One with whom hearts find tranquility
فكم لله مِنْ تَدبِيرِ أَمْرٍ طَوَتْهُ عَنِ المُشَاهَدةِ الغُيوبُ
Numerous are the matters that Allah decrees!
Yet, the unseen realm, is that which none sees
وكم في الغَيْبِ مِن تَيْسِيرِ عُسْرٍ ومِنْ تَفريجِ نائبةٍ تَنُوبُ
His decree eases secretly our difficulties
And by decree does He alleviate our calamities
ومِن كَرَمٍ ومِن لُطْفٍ خَفِيٍّ ومِن فَرَجٍ تَزُولُ بِه الكُرُوبُ
and by His discreet kindness and generosity,
there’s relief – replacing all adversity.
ومَنْ لِي غَيرَ بابِ الله بابٌ ولا مَوْلًى سِواهُ ولا حَبيبُ
Whose door do I have, besides Allah’s door?
I have no other Master nor another whom I so adore!
كريمٌ مُنْعِمٌ بَرٌّ لَطِيفٌ جَمِيلُ الستْرِ للدّاعي مُجيبُ
He is generous, kind and gentle, blessing us ceaselessly,
He answers our prayers and conceals our faults so beautifully,
حَليمٌ لا يُعاجِلُ بالخَطايا رحيمٌ غَيْثُ رَحْمَتِهِ يَصُوبُ
Enduring is He, never hastening to recompense our delinquency
He bestows his mercy like pure rain, gracefully
فيا مَلِكَ المُلوكِ أَقِلْ عِثَارِي فَإنِّي عنْكَ أَنْأَتْنِي الذُّنُوبُ
Therefore, King of kings, please pardon me;
My sins have cast me so far away from thee
وَأَمْرَضَنِي الهَوَى لِهَوانِ حَظِّي وَلَكِنْ لَيسَ غَيْرَكَ لِي طَبِيبُ
My lusts have caused my malady
Yet there’s none but thee to heal me
فَآمِنْ رَوْعَتِي وَاكْبِتْ حَسُودًا فَإِنَّ النَّائِباتِ لها نُيُوبُ
So my Lord, comfort and shield me from eyes burning green.
for when calamities strike they do so with fangs sharp keen.
وَآنِسْنِي بِأَوْلادِي وَأَهْلِي فَقَدْ يَسْتَوْحِشَ الرَّجُلُ الغَرِيبُ
My Lord, fasten me with the joys of children and family
Without them a man is certainly a stranger, poor and lonely
وَلِي شَجَنٌ بِأَطْفالٍ صِغَارٍ أَكادُ إِذا ذَكَرْتُهُمُ أَذُوبُ
Ah, my young children, on their fate I do fret
Worn from worry and grief I am ever upset
ولَكِنِّي نَبَذْتُ زِمَامَ أَمْري لِمَنْ تَدْبِيرُهُ فِينا عَجِيبُ
But to thee the reigns of my life I do surrender
To the One who handles affairs with majestic splendor
هُوَ الرَّحْمنُ حَوْلِي وَاعْتِصَامِي بِهِ وَإِلَيْهِ مُبْتَهِلاً أُتِيبُ
The Most Merciful, my refuge and the pillar on which I lean
In repentance, I call Him with none in between.
إِلهِي أَنْتَ تَعْلَمُ كَيفَ حَالِي فَهَلْ يا سَيِّدِي فَرَجٌ قَرِيبُ
Allah, Of my condition thee did hear
so my Master, I ask, is relief near?
فيا دَيِّانَ يَومِ الدِّينِ فَرِّجْ هُمُوماً فِي الفُؤَادِ لها دَبِيبُ
O Lord of Judgment Day, relieve this anxiety
of stubborn worries that in my heart sink deeply
وَصِلْ حَبْلِي بِحَبْلِ رِضَاكَ وَانْظُرْ إِلَيَّ وَتُبْ عَلَيَّ عَسى أَتُوبُ
And bind me to the rope of thy content, and turn thy Face to me
And accept me so that I may repent and return wholly to thee.
وَرَاعِ حِمَايَتِي وَتَوَلَّ نَصْرِي وَشُدَّ عُرَايَ إِنْ عَرَتِ الخُطُوبُ
My safety and success are in thy Hands
So support my will against life’s difficult demands
وَأَلْهِمنِي لِذِكْرِكَ طُولَ عُمْرِي فَإِنَّ بِذِكْرِكَ الدُّنْيا تَطِيبُ
And with Thy remembrance illuminate my life.
Indeed when recalling thy name sweetness becomes rife
وَقُل عَبْدُ الرَّحِيمِ وَمَنْ يَلِيهِ لَهُم فِي رِيفِ رَأْفَتِنَا نَصِيبُ
And say of me that I am still thy servant
sharing in thy Kindness, drawing near to thee, no longer distant
فَظَنِّي فِيكَ يا سَنَدِي جَمِيلٌ وَمَرْعَى ذَوْدِ آمَالِي خَصِيبُ
My thoughts of thee, my Sustainer, are pleasant
And my hopes in thee, lie in meadows, fertile and fragrant
وَصَلِّ عَلى النَّبِيِّ وآلهِ مَا تَرَنَّمَ فِي الأراكِ العَنْدَلِيبُ
And send prayers and praises upon the Prophet and his family
For whom the nightingales from their branches sing their sweet melody
Translation by:
Yaser Birjas
Shpendim Nadzaku
Final Editing:
“Manoffewwords”
Video by:
Ahmad Saleem
Sadaf Tahir
Dedicated to the students of Ilm Summit 2008
