Comfort of Life

My father told me one day

I was born the morning on Monday

He cuddled me close to his body

And whispered in my ear

Allah is Great! Allah is Great!

Allah is Great! Allah is Great!

I guess I was too small to remember

When I was a toddler

The one thing that I could remember

When I cried night and day of hunger

My mother would not let me suffer

Feeding me, I recalled her smile and tender

Not long before I believed

My mother provided me with comfort of life

As I grew up, mummy and daddy's little angel

I felt more precious than a rare pearl

Daddy brought home candies and trifles

Not long before I believed

My father provided me with comfort of life

In a distant land I sat in lectures

Speaking the language of the past masters  

In the company of strange exotic people I lingered

Not long before I believed

My degree provided me with comfort of life

Stuck in a little room every day

I took orders without any say

Every month I waited for the pay

Not long before I believed

My boss provided me with comfort of life

The persistence of the callers made me curious

Invited me to sit in the company of the wise and pious

Teaching me not to depend on others

For we are all helpless

When it is only Allah who provide us all with comfort of life

Praise be to Allah who showed me the Way

None others except Him for us to pray

Indeed I had long been drifted away

O my brothers! Please do not turn away

Pause and listen to what I have to say

Allah is Great! Allah is Great!

Allah is Great! Allah is Great!