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Im wrapped in a pure white cloth Covered from head to toe. It's dark in this loenly bed There's nowhere for me to go.
The Creatures of Light are on their way They'll want to question me. Did I really know my Lord? Did I know His Noble Nabee?
Was I on the right path? Or was I always astray? Did I truly fear Allaah? Was I humble when I prayed?
Did I spend time pondering? Thinking about the next worl. Did I read the Qur'aan enough? Loving each of Allaah's words.
Im wrapped in a pure white cloth Covered from head to toe. I'm waiting for the Creatures of Light My fate I do not know.
Was my salaat up to scratch? Or were they simply rushed? Did I spend time supplicating? Did I praise Allaah enough?
Was I occupied in the dunya? Ignoring the misqeen. Did I think of my brothers, Who were unnaturally thin and lean?
Did I shed tears for my sisters, Who struggled to waer the hijaab? There I was so fortunate, Did I bother to thank Allaah?
Im wrapped in a pure white cloth Covered from head to toe. The Creatures of Light are on their way, There are things they'll want to know. |
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