Come guys, let's sing
A song of joy
In praise of the high.
Subhanallah, Alhamdulillah, La Ilahaillallah
He is the one who made
You and me
And all that is around.
Subhanallah, Alhamdulillah, La Ilahaillallah
The skies so high,
The mountains so firm,
The birds that sing,
The leaves that fall,
The rain that drizzles,
And the breeze that swishes,
Sing but in praise of him.
Subhanallah, Alhamdulillah, La Ilahaillallah
The owl that hoots,
The beetle that hums,
The bees that buzz,
The serpents that hiss,
And even the streams that gush,
Sing the praise of none
But the one so high.
Subhanallah, Alhamdulillah, La Ilahaillallah
He gave us light,
So do we see.
He made us wise,
So do we know
The secrets of life
And all that matters
In the world of ours.
Subhanallah, Alhamdulillah, La Ilahaillallah
He made the world
With all that is in it,
For us to enjoy
And praise him in joy.
He made the heavens,
For us who praise Him in joy.
He made the hell,
For those who fail.
Subhanallah, Alhamdulillah, La Ilahaillallah
Come guys, let's sing
A song of joy,
In praise of the high.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem