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The ten last Nights

Ten nights abound With bounties in it The sincerity of worship And the submission of a slave Seeking the mercy of his master. Ten last nights we crave Like vigilant watchmen Yearning for one special night When the mercy of our Lord Shall majestically descend on the world. The last ten nights that abound The words of our prophet resound To seek Allah in worship And seek of Him of His blessings. The last ten nights of Ramadan Comes with it a new beginning And a promise of better days ahead. Our hearts yearn for this night In the dark hollows we seek light And in our silence and pains We stand firm in obeissance To our Lord who created man and the Jinns And the tall mountains looking up at the sky And the silent seas with fishes And the wild beasts of the forests. We shall raise our hands Testifying to His greatness We shall come to Him empty For we know we shall not depart unfilled. Our Lord His merciful And to Him is our return. As the last ten nights abound Let's seek the night of majesty To rekindle the flames of worship And bring to Him our burden loads And our heavy hearts Hoping that success shall come our paths For our resting place Shall be filled with His grace In company of the prophet And of those who strived with him. The last ten Nights We pray sleep depart our sights As we yearn for the booties To carry on our worldly duties

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