Precious Pearls

by Hazrat Mirza Ghulam Ahmad

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Precious Pearls — Page 92

94 They are not ashamed to call me a pretender  What scholars are they who are at odds with this world! What stranger knows the love we have for the Dearest? He became ours  we sacrifice our life for Him. (115) At times I am Adam, at times Moses, at times Jacob  In addition I am Abraham  I have countless descents. I am a tree that bore the fruits with Davidic traits  I became David and Goliath became my prey. Being Messiah I, too, may have seen the face of the cross If my name were not Ahmad  on which is my entire dependence. O rivals! We are dying every instant on His path  How long would you wait for our extinction! From my head to my feet that Dear is hidden in me  O my ill wisher! Be careful when you attack me. (120) What praise I sing of the Dear’s charm? What do I write? With His single charm, I crossed the flood of baser self. My gnosis increased so much that I became a disbeliever In his eyes who is far from the courtyard of the Belovèd. My eye, too, became enlightened by that radiant Face  The secrets of that Belovèd became apparent upon me. O my people! Come hither that a sun has risen  Why do you sit in the valley of darkness day and night? What is this: that I am a disbeliever and you a believer? Even so, that Dear of the favoured aids this disbeliever. (125) What a strange thing  He helps a disbeliever  That God Who was supposed to befriend the believers. In your eyes, even Karam Din was one of the pious ones Who aggressively attacked me  for no reason. I was not without support  God’s help was with me  God’s revelation repeatedly gave glad tiding of victory. But he did not see me  his eyes were closed  Then, after retribution, he decked himself with eye salve. In the offices 123 , his name still remains as a liar  Now he can’t erase this name until the Day of Counting. (130) Pray tell now as to who received help from God? Why was your “righteous one” seized and disgraced? Then look at this, too  with the fear of God in you  How my Dearest saved me time and again. The rogues planned to kill; they threw the darts of deceit; They became the disciples of Satan and able descendents. Then they tried their utmost, working like a single group But not a single plan turned out suitable for them. In their eyes we stood as Antichrist and disbeliever 