Ozzy Campos, 11.05

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I submit my hopes to You, O Lord of all creation Though I am, O The Provider, Most Generous, a sinner When my heart is hardened, and my life is constricted I turn to my submission as the way to Your pardon Thus when You, The All-forgiving, wipe clean my continuing sins Your gift and Your clemency is a boon and an exaltation to me Is it not You who nourishes me, guides me Therefore cease not your benevolence and bounty to me May those who have obtained excellence forgive me my trespass And parade not my wrongdoings and things that have passed Should You forgive me, O Lord, absolve me of my treachery My injustice, that will be pardoned not on the day when grief is recollected But should you recompense my wrongs with your torment, still I will not lose hope Even as my trespass lands me in the Fire He is the one who speaks only in remembrance of his Lord And when he is with others in this world, he is silent Thus he says, "O my love, You are the One I beseech to, on Whom I place my faith Enough is You for those in need for their dependence and their pleas Thus I defend my love, though they be tainted with worldly lust Thus I protect this promise of devotion, marred though they may be In my waking moments, I pine for You, In my slumber, I hope for You Walking beside me, full of hope Thus though my sins are mountainous, then and now Yet, your forgiveness is greater

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الإسلام

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