Rise Up, Divine Edge, Cut Through The Pain Poem by AFFAQ NABI

While in the tempest's roar, a ship took flight
A shining beacon, in the world gone cold.
Noah's vessel, a refuge in the dark of night,
Lord's hand guided it, and waves patrolled.

Rise up, divine edge, cut through the pain
A sword of truth, to vanquish the stain.
In the fire and flood, you've been our shield,
Our hearts, a flame, that your love has revealed.

Abraham's call, a fire that would not cease,
The Lord's response, a garden of peace.
Yunus, swallowed by the whale's dark night,
Ahh, in the depths, a miracle took flight.

Rise up, divine edge, cut through the pain,
A sword of truth, to vanquish the stain.