Selected Arabic Poems of the Promised Messiah (as) — Page 145
Behold the Help of My God 145 ْ ْ نُفُوْسُھُم ٍ وَلٰـکِن ُّٰ اٰیَات هّٰلل ا اَرَی ْ ْ نُفُوْسُھُم ٍ وَلٰـکِن ُّٰ اٰیَات هّٰلل ا ُاَرَی ٍ تُسَعَّر ٌ کَنَار ٌ مُعَوَّجَۃ ُنُفُوس ٍ تُسَعَّر ٌ کَنَار ٌ مُعَوَّجَۃ نُفُوس God manifested many a Sign, but their egos Are crooked and furious like a flaming fire. ْ سِلْمِھِم ْ َعِنْد َسِلْمِھِم تَضَاغُنًا عِنْد ُّنُحِب ُّتَضَاغُنًا وَلَسْنَا نُحِب ُوَلَسْنَا ر ِّ نُوَق فَاِنَّا سَلْمًا ْ جَاءَنَا مَن َ ُو ر ِّ نُوَق فَاِنَّا سَلْمًا ْ جَاءَنَا مَن َ و And if they desire peace, we do not like war; Should someone advance seeking peace, we honour him. ٖ ٗ بِجَزَائِہ فَنَعَافُہ ْ ھَرَّنَا وَمَن ٖ ٗ بِجَزَائِہ فَنَعَافُہ ْ ھَرَّنَا ُوَمَن ُوَمَن ْ جَاءَنَا سَلْمًا فَبِالسِّلْم ِ نَحْضُر وَمَن ْ جَاءَنَا سَلْمًا فَبِالسِّلْم ِ نَحْضُر We dislike those who dislike us; But he who comes forth for peace, we too move forward with peace. ْ وَکَان َ عَدُوِّي ْ بَعْضُھُم ْ فِي مَسَاءِھِم ْ وَکَان َ عَدُوِّي ْ بَعْضُھُم ْ فِي مَسَاءِھِم ٍ وَّاَبْصَرُوْا ٍ وَّرُشْد بِـاِیْمَان فَاَضْحَوْا ٍ وَّاَبْصَرُوْا ٍ وَّرُشْد بِـاِیْمَان فَاَضْحَوْا Some of them were my opponents in the darkness of their twilight; But when the day dawned, they were blessed with faith and guid- ance and began to see. ْ وَقَد ْ زَادَنِي ْ فِي الْعِلْم ِ وَالْحِلْم ِ جَھْلُھُم ْ ُوَقَد ْ زَادَنِي ْ فِي الْعِلْم ِ وَالْحِلْم ِ جَھْلُھُم ٍ یُکَرَّر َ غَیْظ ْ عِنْد ُ نَفْسِي ُوَسَکَّنْت ٍ یُکَرَّر َ غَیْظ ْ عِنْد ُ نَفْسِي وَسَکَّنْت Their ignorance only augmented my knowledge and compassion; I remained calm in the face of their repeated expressions of anger. ْ وَجُنُونُھُم ُ الْعِدَا ْ غَیْـــظ وَاَعْجَبَنِي ْ وَجُنُونُھُم ُ الْعِدَا ْ غَیْـــظ وَاَعْجَبَنِي ٍ تَخَمَّرُوْا ْ غَبُوْق ٍ مِن ْ کَقَوْم أَرَاھُم ٍ تَخَمَّرُوْا ْ غَبُوْق ٍ مِن ْ کَقَوْم أَرَاھُم I am amazed at the enemy’s fury and wrath; I view them as those who get intoxicated by drinking liquor at night. ٍ تَـبَصَّر ْ عَدُوِّی ْ ھَل ْ تَرٰی مِن ْ مُزَوِّر ٍ ُتَـبَصَّر ْ عَدُوِّی ْ ھَل ْ تَرٰی مِن ْ مُزَوِّر ْ وَیَنْصُر ْ کَمِثْلِي ٗ رَبِّي ُیُؤَیِّدُہ ْ وَیَنْصُر ْ کَمِثْلِي ٗ رَبِّي یُؤَیِّدُہ O my enemy! Think carefully—Has there ever been an impostor Whom God has helped in the way He helps me?