To You My Lord I Call

I look at the earth and all the space, of your divine creation I see a trace. I pray to you Lord of Grandeur, to grant us wisdom and life secure. We seek your mercy and generosity, without your bliss we remain in poverty. Who else but you has all the will, to raise the dead and heal the ill? When lights are out and all asleep, in who but you my faith I keep. When doors of hope close in my face, I turn to you and seek your grace. For the day we meet I do long, in the halls of heaven where we belong. Where in houses of light the maidens dwell and all the evil shall perish in hell. Saleh Ben Saleh