Invisible Hand Poem by Colonel Muhamad Khalid Khan

In hour of trial an invisible hand comes and saves
Me from all the embarrassment and then paves
From the middle of the ocean from violent waves
To see me savior my heart seeks and direly craves

That invisible hand is hand of my merciful Lord
Who under all circumstances is ready to guard
Let me be a real slave my to submit to my God
At times I am dejected but He never breaks chord

How can I praise how can I bow my head to feet
I am so desirous to see Him and to meet to greet
When He is on my side that no one can dare to beat
Me in my ventures through which I help to treat

His benevolence His love His mercy just unto me
Is based on His graces in this polluted dirty sea
I am His creation this is but with me the only plea
By becoming His slave I become more and more free

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
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