Selected Urdu Poems of the Promised Messiah (as) — Page 113
Homage to Allah & Propagation of Truth 113 ر � ص�ی ںیہن � وہات ی ہ ںیہن � اک وھجوٹں وہ ےہ ربرت و اپک رشاسمر ی وہو� ےچس رھپ اامں اجےئ اُھٹ ورہن He is Holy and Transcendent above all, He does not help the liars; Otherwise, all faith would be lost, and the truthful would be put to shame. اسدقررصنتاہکںوہیتےہاکّذکابیک ےہرکےتوہڑبھڑبھےکوار ی ہ ںیہن ںھچکڈر� ی م�ہ� �ت ا ی ایک How can a liar be the recipient of such succour? Have you no fear that you attack me so brazenly? ر ی ظ ںیہن الؤ ولوگ ھچک � ی اکذب اہجں ںیم ےہ وکیئ وہیئوہںابرابر ی ی د� ویئ سجیکات� ی ب ریمی رے� Show me if there is an impostor in the world Who has been helped by God again and again like me. ولگ ی ی � ہ � وسےت یھب اب ْ الکن ِ حْبُصُب آاتفب یار شیپ ی � ہ اراورراوتںےسوہرکےت� ر ںیہن ی ب ی � ہ دنےس� The morning sun has risen, but these people slumber on; They hate the day and love the nights. ی ہ � رقابن وہ ہپ تملظ اور ضغب ےس روینش یھبرپشہنوہںےگرگہچمتڈوھڈنوزہار ی ا� They harbour malice towards light and are devoted to darkness; You will not even find bats (so devoted to darkness) no matter how hard you look. ی دنب ہ � آںیھکن رگم ےہ اتکمچ وسرج اک ہپ رس رہنِ وخوگشار درہپ اور وہ آب ی نب ہ � رمےت The sun shines above them but their eyes remain closed; They die of thirst though a refreshing stream is flowing by their door. رکنموہےئ وج یک ولوگں اُن ےہ ت ک�یف�ی� رطہف یل و اہنر ل� وں وت رہ دم ہلغشم ےہ اگایلیاں ی � Strange is the state of those who rejected me; While their only job is to hurl abuse every moment, day and night.