I swear by this land
And you are a resident of this land
And by a father and what he fathered
We created man in distress
Does he think that no one has power over him
He says, 'I have used up so much money.'
Does he think that no one sees him
Did We not give him two eyes
And a tongue, and two lips
And We showed him the two ways
But he did not brave the ascent
And what will explain to you what the ascent is
The freeing of a slave
Or the feeding on a day of hunger
An orphan near of kin
Or a destitute in the dust
Then he becomes of those who believe, and advise one another to patience, and advise one another to kindness
These are the people of happiness
But as for those who defy Our revelations—these are the people of misery
Upon them is a padlocked Fire