Lays Al Ghareeb

The Stranger is not the stranger

to Yemen or Shaam

But the stranger is the stranger

to the grave and the coffin

Verily the stranger has the rights

for his absence

Over the residents of the dwellings

and homelands

Don't chase away the outlander

in his state of unfamiliarity

For time is also chasing him

with hardship and distress

My travel are far

and my provisions will not suffice me

My strenght has weakened

and death is calling unto me

I still have sins that i do not know

Allah surely knows all of them

Those I made in secret and in manifest

How merciful has Allah been to me

by giving me respite

and I have increased in sins

but Allah has always shielded me

The hours of my days

pass by without regret

no crying, no fear, no sadness

I am the one who closes

with fatigue and disobedience

The eye of Allah watches over me

O’ that which was written

in a moment of heedlessness

O’ the sorrow which remains in my heart

is burning me

Leave me to bewail myself

and weepand pass the time

in sadness and remembrance

Leave off your Blaming of me

O’ Ye who do so..

If you were but to know my situation

you would have excused me..

Let me cry out tears that have no ending to them

for there will be no lesson that will set me free

It is As though I am with that family, laying..

Upon the mattress with their hands turning me over

And they came to me with a doctor that he may cure me..

But of today I think not that medicine will benefit me..

My sufferings increased and death began to pull at me ..

From every vein, without ease or comfort..

My soul was then removed from me with a gurgle..

And my saliva became bitter at that point..

They then shut my eyes and left me…

after a long moment of despair,….

they hurried to the purchase of the shroud

And he who was dearest to me got up in a hurry..

To summon the person who was to wash me..

He said: O’ my people we have attained a Washer

who is skillful, clever, bright & intelligent..

So then one of the men came and removed my clothing..

He undressed me and denuded me…

They then placed me on top of a board

And the sound of water above me began to clean me

He poured the water on top of me and washed me..

Three times, before calling out to the people for the Shroud..

They shrouded me in a sleeveless garment..

And my provisions became the embalmment

in which they embalmed me

They Bore me towards my journey

Out of this World, Oh How Sorrowful!!

Will be this journey

for which I have no provisions to take along with me.

Upon their shoulders, they carried me, Four….

Men, and behind me

are those who come to bid me farewell

They set me before the mihraab

then turned away from me

Behind the Imaam they went

and he prayed on me then bade me farewell

They prayed over me

a prayer consisting of neither Rukoo’ nor Sujood

Asking that Allah may have Mercy upon me.

They lowered me into my grave slowly

And one of them came forward

to place me in the Lahd

He raised the garment from my face to gaze upon me

And the tears spilt from his eyes awashing me

Then he stood, honoring me, firm and resolute

And lined the bricks on my body then left me

And he said “Throw the dirt upon him and reap

The great rewards from Ar-Rahmaan, The Most Gracious”

In the darkness of the grave, no mother is there nor,

Is there an affectionate father, or a brother to comfort me

Alone….The only inhabitant of the Grave Oh how Sorrowful!!

Am I on parting the world bearing no Deeds to provision me.

And a sight which beheld my eye struck terror into me.

From a place of terror it came and startled me..”

Munkar and Nakeer, what shall I say to them?

The thought of them strikes terror into me, it causes me fear

And they made me to sit and put forth their questions

I have none other Than You now O Lord to deliver me!!.

So bestow upon me from your Mercy O Lord, How I hope in You!!

For verily I am fettered in my sins, I am confined by them

The relatives have divided my wealth amongst them after leaving me

And my sins are now upon my back, burdening me

My wife has taken another husband in my place

And she has appointed him as overseer over my wealth and my home

She has made my children into servants to bid unto her needs

And my wealth has become to them a worthless means of enjoyment

So let not this World and its adornments deceive you.

And look at its (evil) effects in your family and homeland

And look at the one who collects the wealth of this Dunya in abundance

Will he depart from this world bearing other than the death shroud and embalmment?

Take from the dunya that which suffices you and be contented with that

Even if you were to have naught but good health

O ye who sow good, you will reap the fruit of your efforts.

O ye who sow evil you will find yourselves overcome with grief

O soul of mine, abstain from sinning and attain instead

Deeds which are Beautiful, for which Allah may be merciful towards me

O soul of mine, Woe upon you! Turn towards your lord in Repentance, and do that which is good

So that you will be recompensed after your death with that which is delightful

Lastly sending prayers upon the Chosen one, Our Sayyid (leader)

All praise is unto Allah, May he fill our days and nights with that which is Good, with forgiveness