S49 – His Supplication in Repelling EnemiesS49 – His Supplication in Repelling Enemies

His Supplication in Repelling the Trickery of Enemies and Driving away their Severity

 

 

My God,

You guided me

but I diverted myself,

You admonished me

but my heart became hardened,

You tried me graciously

but I disobeyed.

Then, when You caused me to know it,

I came to know that from which You had turned

[me] away,

so I prayed forgiveness

and You released,

and I returned

and You covered over.

So Yours, my God,

is the praise!

 

 

I plunged into the valleys of destruction

and settled in the ravines of ruin,

exposing myself to Your chastisements

and the descent of Your punishments!

 

 

My mediation with You is the profession of Unity,

my way of coming to You that I associate nothing with You,

nor do I take along with You a god;

I have fled to You with my soul –

in You is the place of flight

for the evildoer,

the place of escape

for him who has squandered the share of his soul

and seeks asylum.

 

 

How many an enemy has

unsheathed the sword of his enmity toward me,

honed the cutting edge of his knife for me,

sharpened the tip of his blade for me,

mixed his killing potions for me,

pointed toward me his straight-flying arrows,

not allowed the eye of his watchfulness to sleep toward me,

and secretly thought of

visiting me with something hateful

and making me gulp down the bitter water of his bile!

 

 

So You looked, my God, at

my weakness in bearing oppressive burdens,

my inability to gain victory

over him who aims to war against me,

and my being alone before the great numbers

of him who is hostile toward me

and lies in wait for me

with an affliction

about which I have not thought.

 

 

You set out at once to help me

and You braced up my back!

You blunted for me his blade,

made him, after a great multitude, solitary,

raised up my heel over him,

and turned back upon him what he had pointed straight.

So You sent him back,

his rage not calmed,

his burning thirst not quenched!

Biting his fingers,

he turned his back in flight,

his columns having been of no use.

 

 

How many an oppressor has oppressed me with his tricks,

set up for me the net of his snares,

appointed over me the inspection of his regard,

and lay in ambush for me,

the lying in ambush of a predator for its game,

waiting to take advantage of its prey,

while he showed me the smile of the flatterer

and looked at me with the intensity of fury!

 

 

So when You saw, my God,

(blessed are You and high exalted)

the depravity of his secret thoughts

and the ugliness of what he harbored,

You threw him on his head into his own pitfall

and dumped him into the hole of his own digging.

So he was brought down low,

after his overbearing,

by the nooses of his own snare,

wherein he had thought he would see me;

and what came down upon his courtyard –

had it not been for Your mercy –

was on the point of coming down upon me!

 

 

How many an envier has

choked upon me in his agony,

fumed over me in his rage,

cut me with the edge of his tongue,

showed malice toward me by accusing me of his own faults,

made my good repute the target of his shots,

collared me with his own constant defects,

showed malice toward me with his trickery,

and aimed at me with his tricks!

 

 

So I called upon You, my God,

seeking aid from You,

trusting in the speed of Your response,

knowing that

he who seeks haven in the shadow of Your wing

will not be mistreated,

and he who seeks asylum in the stronghold of

Your victory

will not be frightened.

So You fortified me against his severity through Your power.

 

 

How many

a cloud of detested things You have dispelled from me,

a cloud of favor You have made rain down upon me,

a stream of mercy You have let flow,

a well-being in which You have clothed me,

an eye of mishap You have blinded,

and a wrap of distress You have removed!

 

 

How many

a good opinion You have verified,

a destitution You have redressed,

an infirmity You have restored to health,

and a misery You have transformed!

 

 

All of that was favor and graciousness from You,

and in all of it I was occupied

with acts of disobeying You.

My evildoing did not hinder You

from completing Your beneficence,

nor was I stopped

from committing acts displeasing to You.

You are not questioned as to what You do!258

 

 

You were asked,

and You bestowed.

You were not asked,

and You began.

Your bounty was requested,

and You did not skimp.

You refused, my Master, everything but

beneficence,

kindness,

graciousness,

and favor,

and I refused everything

but plunging into what You have made unlawful,

transgressing Your bounds,

and paying no heed to Your threat!

So Yours is the praise, my God,

the All-powerful who is not overcome,

and the Possessor of patient waiting who does not hurry!

 

 

This is the station of one who confesses to lavishness of favors,

counters them with shortcomings,

and bears witness to his own negligence.

 

 

O God,

so I seek nearness to You through

the elevated rank of Muhammad

and the radiant degree of ‘Ali,

and I turn to You through them

so that You will give me refuge

from the evil of [so and so],259

for that will not constrain You in Your wealth,

nor trouble You in Your power,

and You are powerful over everything!260

 

 

So give me, my God,

by Your mercy and Your lasting bestowal of success,

that which I may take as a ladder

with which to climb to Your good pleasure

and be secure from Your punishment,

O Most merciful of the merciful!

 

 

 

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