God Answers
(Iqbal’s Jaweb-e-Shikwa penned in 1913.)
Part - 9
If there be no Muhammed, there would be no sense of love,
Worldly activities would have no meaning,
It is he who gave a life of piety and ecstasy,
If concept of tawheed vanishes, your existence has no meaning,
The tent-like structure of the skies stands on this name,
The pulse of the world of existence draws life from this name.
In the desert, in the valley and in the plains,
In the ocean, in the lap of waves and in the hurricane,
In the city of China, in the wilderness of Morocco,
And hidden in the eemaan of a Mussalman,
Nations of the world will observe this scene until the last day,
The glory of “Rafa’ana laka dhikrak” will remain exalted until the last day.
The pupil of the earth, that is that black world,
Your early converts were reared by that world,
The land reared in the heat of the sun called the Crescent world,
Men of faith call it Bilal’s world,
By this name Islam is expanding, as heat expands mercury,
Like the pupil of the eye it remains dipped in the light of divinity.
Intellect is thy shield, devotion is thy sword,
My dervish! World wide is thy field of action,
Thy takbeer is like purifying fire,
If thou art Muslim, My will will appear in thy action,
If thou art faithful to Muhammed, We are thine,
What to talk of this world, the tablet and the pen are thine".
END
(Iqbal’s Jaweb-e-Shikwa penned in 1913.)
Part - 9
If there be no Muhammed, there would be no sense of love,
Worldly activities would have no meaning,
It is he who gave a life of piety and ecstasy,
If concept of tawheed vanishes, your existence has no meaning,
The tent-like structure of the skies stands on this name,
The pulse of the world of existence draws life from this name.
In the desert, in the valley and in the plains,
In the ocean, in the lap of waves and in the hurricane,
In the city of China, in the wilderness of Morocco,
And hidden in the eemaan of a Mussalman,
Nations of the world will observe this scene until the last day,
The glory of “Rafa’ana laka dhikrak” will remain exalted until the last day.
The pupil of the earth, that is that black world,
Your early converts were reared by that world,
The land reared in the heat of the sun called the Crescent world,
Men of faith call it Bilal’s world,
By this name Islam is expanding, as heat expands mercury,
Like the pupil of the eye it remains dipped in the light of divinity.
Intellect is thy shield, devotion is thy sword,
My dervish! World wide is thy field of action,
Thy takbeer is like purifying fire,
If thou art Muslim, My will will appear in thy action,
If thou art faithful to Muhammed, We are thine,
What to talk of this world, the tablet and the pen are thine".
END
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