Poetry on the virtue of the Prophet (peace and blessings be upon him).
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The student: ...
Whoever tastes of its water finds no thirst *** And a drink from the Pool is sweet in its vessels
And the Ummah of the Chosen One will come to the Pool *** If it remains steadfast upon the path of its Shepherd
The Messenger ascended to a heaven that none else can reach ...
... and it became modest before him *** and was covered by what covers it
And Paradise of Refuge rejoiced with its Master *** and its maidens adorned themselves and its trees swayed
And before its gates is Ridwan, delighted *** welcoming his guest, greeting the guest who comes to it
And the Messenger of Allah walked through it, rejoicing *** at its beauty and seeing the generosity of its Creator
And he saw the pearls and rivers flowing *** above the rubies, and the Most Merciful is their guide
And above them are palaces, most of their creators *** are bewildered in describing them, and the one who sees them is amazed
In the Paradise of Allah is what no ear has heard *** like it, or an eye has seen, or a dreamer has dreamed
And our Ahmad returned to the earth, accompanied by Jibril *** and the earth slept like its sleepers
If the earth was too narrow for the Guide and his call *** then Paradise of Eternity was not too narrow for its caller
Muhammad perfected the morals, completing them *** raising the structure upon the pillars of its past
He established what was sound of good habits *** and refined the soul with the upbringing of taqwa
He restored the luster to the noble fitrah *** and purified the soul from the complexity of its excess
And he was the model for the giving Ummah *** and the model of good for which we sacrifice our souls
His armies marched, and the stars guarded them *** and the power of Allah above the stars guides them
The armies of Truth, their Master supports them *** with His victory, and the soldiers of Allah protect them
And the birds followed the horsemen on the day of terror *** thinking them a herd of what feeds them
And Ahmad, the Chosen One, was their leader in the terror *** surrounded by a group who honor their Shepherd
Twenty years, and their camels did not rest *** so the one with the lofty ambition weakens them
The Bayd did not know of a battle before *** except that its targets were hidden by greed
Whoever fights for the face of Allah, his goal *** is higher than wealth, so wealth is sacrificed for it
These armies were seeking *** a goal that pleases the Deity, who gives and satisfies them
The ruins of our worldly life, its end is in this world *** and one who does not bow to the world, its opposers
The shade does not turn the traveler from his journey *** the matter of stations is the distribution for those who come
And for the traveler are goals he hopes for *** nothing distracts him from them or makes him forget them
So the brave believer is distracted by *** his Lord from everyone in it and what is in it
Muhammad liberated man from deception *** and from the myths of soothsayers that they amplify
He restored to thought its meaning and luster *** after it was sleeping in its dark corners
Thought was based on the idols *** gazing at them, hoping for them, and seeking them
And seeking healing and success in the journey *** and hoping for victory from them when he whispers to them
And he slaughters camels as an offering and sacrifice *** and vows vows to please them and gives to them
And he seeks refuge in them in every calamity *** and the hidden lots of their divination are the lot of those who come
It became for him an oath until he was accustomed to it *** in every word when he intended to warn
Rather, he used to carry gods in his travels *** protecting him from the plots of enemies and protecting them
Rather, he used to make them from his dates *** and when he was hungry, he ate idols and fed them
This was the state of thought when our Ahmad came *** and ignorance was obscuring thoughts that it covers
So he directed thought to the Creator, exalting Him *** in essence and description, with glorification and purification
So there is nothing in the universe like its Creator *** by the intellect, you do not need to praise Him
If something strikes the intellect and corrupts it *** its judgments increase in confusion and distortion
And whoever surrenders his reins to the soothsayers *** he meets with denial and mockery of the truth
And whoever lost his wisdom to the idols *** he lost the noblest of its meanings
Muhammad came to a people of stubbornness *** who lived in ignorance in its harshest nights
Plunder, looting, and destruction were their habit *** and war was their craft, and hatred drives them
The daughter was buried alive, fearing disgrace would befall them *** or fear of poverty would visit her dwelling
And the wife is taken like an inheritance, owning her *** whoever owns the inheritance keeps her for the sake of hardship
If he wishes, he marries her, or if he wishes, her husband *** to take the mahr, or if he wishes, he sells her
No right for a woman, she owns nothing *** so the daughter is forbidden from the inheritance of her family
Eve is oppressed, and injustice crushes her *** and the chain strips her of her dearest hopes
So Ahmad came as a balm for the diseases *** and for the oppressed, he erased their pain and healed them
And he came to improve his treatment of wives *** and to make the daughter save the one who raises her
Whoever raises a girl until he marries her *** her reward is a Paradise, pleasant are its pastures
And Paradise of Eternity is granted by the Lord of the heavens *** to the one who strives to please her
Eve's share in inheritance is known by *** the judge of inheritance before the family gives it to her
And Eve's reward in the scale weighs it down *** a Generous Lord with what she did for her Creator
She is the sister of the males in work *** and in reward, so do not forget her efforts
The daughter is like the son in affection and gift *** and above that, he cares for her and shelters her
She chooses a suitable match when he comes to propose *** do not force the daughter, for Islam protects her
And her permission is obligatory, and silence is considered *** and her kin do not share her mahr
I did not come to recite the virtue of Ahmad, only *** a reminder, and it benefits the one who remembers and the one who is reminded
And the greeting of praise fills my sides *** for the Chosen One, the best of people, I offer it to him
The student: May Allah reward you with good.
Whoever tastes of its water finds no thirst *** And a drink from the Pool is sweet in its vessels
And the Ummah of the Chosen One will come to the Pool *** If it remains steadfast upon the path of its Shepherd
The Messenger ascended to a heaven that none else can reach ...
... and it became modest before him *** and was covered by what covers it
And Paradise of Refuge rejoiced with its Master *** and its maidens adorned themselves and its trees swayed
And before its gates is Ridwan, delighted *** welcoming his guest, greeting the guest who comes to it
And the Messenger of Allah walked through it, rejoicing *** at its beauty and seeing the generosity of its Creator
And he saw the pearls and rivers flowing *** above the rubies, and the Most Merciful is their guide
And above them are palaces, most of their creators *** are bewildered in describing them, and the one who sees them is amazed
In the Paradise of Allah is what no ear has heard *** like it, or an eye has seen, or a dreamer has dreamed
And our Ahmad returned to the earth, accompanied by Jibril *** and the earth slept like its sleepers
If the earth was too narrow for the Guide and his call *** then Paradise of Eternity was not too narrow for its caller
Muhammad perfected the morals, completing them *** raising the structure upon the pillars of its past
He established what was sound of good habits *** and refined the soul with the upbringing of taqwa
He restored the luster to the noble fitrah *** and purified the soul from the complexity of its excess
And he was the model for the giving Ummah *** and the model of good for which we sacrifice our souls
His armies marched, and the stars guarded them *** and the power of Allah above the stars guides them
The armies of Truth, their Master supports them *** with His victory, and the soldiers of Allah protect them
And the birds followed the horsemen on the day of terror *** thinking them a herd of what feeds them
And Ahmad, the Chosen One, was their leader in the terror *** surrounded by a group who honor their Shepherd
Twenty years, and their camels did not rest *** so the one with the lofty ambition weakens them
The Bayd did not know of a battle before *** except that its targets were hidden by greed
Whoever fights for the face of Allah, his goal *** is higher than wealth, so wealth is sacrificed for it
These armies were seeking *** a goal that pleases the Deity, who gives and satisfies them
The ruins of our worldly life, its end is in this world *** and one who does not bow to the world, its opposers
The shade does not turn the traveler from his journey *** the matter of stations is the distribution for those who come
And for the traveler are goals he hopes for *** nothing distracts him from them or makes him forget them
So the brave believer is distracted by *** his Lord from everyone in it and what is in it
Muhammad liberated man from deception *** and from the myths of soothsayers that they amplify
He restored to thought its meaning and luster *** after it was sleeping in its dark corners
Thought was based on the idols *** gazing at them, hoping for them, and seeking them
And seeking healing and success in the journey *** and hoping for victory from them when he whispers to them
And he slaughters camels as an offering and sacrifice *** and vows vows to please them and gives to them
And he seeks refuge in them in every calamity *** and the hidden lots of their divination are the lot of those who come
It became for him an oath until he was accustomed to it *** in every word when he intended to warn
Rather, he used to carry gods in his travels *** protecting him from the plots of enemies and protecting them
Rather, he used to make them from his dates *** and when he was hungry, he ate idols and fed them
This was the state of thought when our Ahmad came *** and ignorance was obscuring thoughts that it covers
So he directed thought to the Creator, exalting Him *** in essence and description, with glorification and purification
So there is nothing in the universe like its Creator *** by the intellect, you do not need to praise Him
If something strikes the intellect and corrupts it *** its judgments increase in confusion and distortion
And whoever surrenders his reins to the soothsayers *** he meets with denial and mockery of the truth
And whoever lost his wisdom to the idols *** he lost the noblest of its meanings
Muhammad came to a people of stubbornness *** who lived in ignorance in its harshest nights
Plunder, looting, and destruction were their habit *** and war was their craft, and hatred drives them
The daughter was buried alive, fearing disgrace would befall them *** or fear of poverty would visit her dwelling
And the wife is taken like an inheritance, owning her *** whoever owns the inheritance keeps her for the sake of hardship
If he wishes, he marries her, or if he wishes, her husband *** to take the mahr, or if he wishes, he sells her
No right for a woman, she owns nothing *** so the daughter is forbidden from the inheritance of her family
Eve is oppressed, and injustice crushes her *** and the chain strips her of her dearest hopes
So Ahmad came as a balm for the diseases *** and for the oppressed, he erased their pain and healed them
And he came to improve his treatment of wives *** and to make the daughter save the one who raises her
Whoever raises a girl until he marries her *** her reward is a Paradise, pleasant are its pastures
And Paradise of Eternity is granted by the Lord of the heavens *** to the one who strives to please her
Eve's share in inheritance is known by *** the judge of inheritance before the family gives it to her
And Eve's reward in the scale weighs it down *** a Generous Lord with what she did for her Creator
She is the sister of the males in work *** and in reward, so do not forget her efforts
The daughter is like the son in affection and gift *** and above that, he cares for her and shelters her
She chooses a suitable match when he comes to propose *** do not force the daughter, for Islam protects her
And her permission is obligatory, and silence is considered *** and her kin do not share her mahr
I did not come to recite the virtue of Ahmad, only *** a reminder, and it benefits the one who remembers and the one who is reminded
And the greeting of praise fills my sides *** for the Chosen One, the best of people, I offer it to him
The student: May Allah reward you with good.