Aziz Ahmad 'Aziz Moradabadi'
In Praise Of God - Poem by Aziz Ahmad 'Aziz Moradabadi'
You are the God of all beings;
You are the Sov’reign of all kings;
You said ‘Be’ and grew all beings;
You will be the End of all things.
You are the Ocean of hoodness;
You are all and all in greatness;
You are the Luster of brightness;
You are Love, Truth and Uprightness.
You are the Scope of the scopeless;
You are the Hope of the hopeless;
You are the Source of the sourceless;
You are the Force of the forceless.
You are the Lihgt ever-shining;
You are the Might ever-lasting;
You are the Sight ever-seeing;
You are the Guide ever-guiding.
I disdain the world’s empty lore;
You and only You I adore.
I slip to sin, but then feel sore;
I beg You not to close Your Door.
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