I ask for refuge to Allah from Satan the exiled evildoer.
In the name of Allah the Kind and the Merciful Giver.
And don't make your hand
Shackled to your neck niggardly
Nor stretch it forth
To its utmost bigheartedly
Otherwise you will have disgrace
And become penniless.
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