As we fail in our Divine duties and are ashamed to raise hands in prayer, the love of Beloved inspires within us new humanity-writes Jaihoon
O His merciful Meem!
Embarrassed by my faults
Plundered of my faith
Ashamed was I even
To raise hands in prayer
Just when I had lost
My humanity
And many felt
On this sinner pity
Your love has come
To heal
To make me again
Human feel
Saturday, Oct 23, 2021 | Rabi Al-Awwal 16 1443
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