I ask for refuge to Allah from Satan the exiled evildoer.
In the name of Allah the Merciful and the Giver.
When the earth will be shaken violently
And the earth will let her burdens inside go free
And people will say, what's happened to her
On that day She will tell her real stories
Because your Lord will inspire her
On that day people shall come forth in sundry bodies
So that they can be shown their past stories
Then whoever does an atom's weight of good work
Shall see it
And whoever does an atom's weight of bad work
Shall see it.
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