Has there come to thee the news of the Overwhelming Event
Faces on that day will be downcast
Labouring, toiling
Entering burning Fire
Made to drink from a boiling spring
They will have no food but of thorns
Neither nourishing nor satisfying hunger
Faces on that day will be happy
Glad for their striving
In a lofty Garden
Wherein thou wilt hear no vain talk
Therein is a fountain flowing
Therein are thrones raised high
And drinking-cups ready placed
And cushions set in tows
And carpets spread out
See they not the clouds, how they are created
And the heaven, how it is raised high
And the mountains, how they are fixed
And the earth, how it is spread out
So remind. Thou art only one to remind
Thou art not warder over them -
But whoever turns back and disbelieves
Allah will chastise him with the greatest chastisement
Surely to Us is their return
Then it is for Us to call them to account