Welcome,
O Night of Nights
The Night of Power.
A thousand moon pales
Before thy
Solemn grandeur.
The sun has
Long since
Disappeared o'er the horizon.
But thy light
Shines bright
In the hearts
Of the faithful,
Deep in prayer.
This is The Night
Of the Guiding Light
From a tablet, secure
In its heavenly heights.
The Angels, the Spirit say
'Peace' for all
Till the hour of
The Muezzin's call,
And peace,
How it showers.
I salute thee
O Night of Power
Towering o'er all other nights
In thy solemn grandeur.
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