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The call for prayer floated all around,

I saw worshippers flock to the sound;

"Come to prayer" and "Come to success"

The Muezzin called all to confess,

Their sins before God, seek forgiveness,

But I stayed; watching all this stress.

I know my Lord Allah is Rahman-ur-Raheem*,

I am acquainted with his words "Alif, Laam, Meem."*

I have the prayers of his Prophet "Ya-Seen"

He is the Lord of the seen and unseen.

He knows all my faults, all my follies,

He knows my heart, He hears its pleas,

While the heedless flock five times a day,

I never forget my Lord of Mercies.

My every moment remembers Him,

Awake, in sleep, my life is a hymn.

I attribute no partner to my Lord,

He is Allah, my only God.

My whole being is in contact with Him,

He knows me the best and forgives every sin.

Without His mercy nothing can exist,

And this is a truth that few can digest.

God is the Greatest! This is proclaimed many times,

And yet some say rituals are the deeds that are blessed.

I am answerable to nobody on this earth or the heaven,

Except to God the Only, who has many of us forgiven.