WHEN THE SUN is folded up
The stars turn dim and scatter
The mountains made to move
The ten-month pregnant female camels are abandoned
The wild beasts stampede on the run
When the oceans surge and swell
When souls are reunited (with the bodies
And the little girl buried alive is asked
For what crime she was put to death
When the ledgers are laid open
The curtain drawn back from the skies
When Hell is set ablaze
And Paradise brought near
(Then) every soul will know what it had prepared (for itself)
So, I call the receding stars to witness
The planets withdrawing into themselves
The closing night
The rising dawn
That this is indeed the word of an honoured Messenger
Full of power, well-established (in position) with the Lord and Master of the Throne
Obeyed and worthy there of trust
Your companion is not mad
He had surely seen Him on the clear horizon
He is not chary of making public what is unknown
This is not the utterance of an accursed devil
So whither do you stray
This is a reminder for all the peoples of the world
For those of you who desire to walk the path that is straight
Though you cannot desire except as God will, the Lord of all the worlds