- Surely the Prophet Muhammad,
son of Aminah,
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Is for me like my
own Child.
- When he held on to the
halter of my camel, I felt
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-
compassion for
him,
- Even as the white camels
were loaded,
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Copious tears
flowed from my eyes
- Tears like scattered pearls
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I treated him
kindly as befits a close relative
- And guarded well the trust
of his forefathers concerning him.
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I ordered him to
ride among paternal uncles,
- With white faces, brave
swordsmen,
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They travelled to
the furthest known station -
- Far indeed was the station
where their camels lay down !
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-
When at last the
people of Busra saw him,
- They met a learned monk who
was keeping close watch
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He related to them
a true account concerning him,
- And thus turned back the
people of envy
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A group of Jews
also saw what he saw :
- The shade of a white cloud
and the glory of a close relative
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They went seeking
to kill Muhammad, and he restrained them,
- And thus engaged in the best
of struggle.
