Someone asked about the inevitable retribution.
For the ingrates, there is nothing that will stop it.
From God, Possessor of the ascending portals.
The controllers and the Spirit ascend to Him in a day which is equivalent to fifty thousand years.
So be patient with a good patience.
They see it as far away.
We see it as near.
On the day the sky is like molten copper.
The mountains are like wool.
No friend will ask about his friend.
When they see it, the criminal will wish he can ransom his children against the retribution.
As well as his mate and his brother.
As well as his whole clan that protected him.
All who are on earth, so that he can be saved!
No, it is a flame.
Eager to roast.
It calls on those who turned away.
Who hoarded and counted.
Indeed, human being is created anxious.
When adversity touches him he is miserable.
When good touches him he is stingy.
Except for those who are supportive.
Who are always maintaining their support/contact prayers.
Those who set aside part of their wealth.
For the seeker and the deprived.
Those who affirm the day of Judgment.
Those who are fearful of their Lord's retribution.
The retribution of their Lord is not to be taken lightly.
Those who conceal their private parts.
Except around their spouses or those they have committed to through unofficial contract, there is no blame.
Then, whoever seeks anything beyond this, they are the transgressors.
Those who are trustworthy and keep their pledges.
Those who uphold their testimonies.
Those who are dedicated to their support/contact prayer.
They will be honored in gardens.
So what is wrong with the ingrates staring at you?
From the right and the left, in crowds?
Does every one of them hope to enter a paradise of bliss?
No, We have created them from what they know.
So I swear by the Lord of the east and the west that We are able
To replace them with better people, We can never be defeated.
So let them talk in vain and play, until they meet their day which they are promised.
When they will come out of the graves in a rush, as if they are racing towards a goal.
Their eyes are cast down, with shame covering them. This is the day which they were promised.