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
Pity for this sinner,
Your love arrived
To heal,
To make me feel
Human again.
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