In the name of Allah, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful
Here I am Allah, lonely and cold:
Panicked and frozen: longing for something to hold.
Naked and helpless as if newly born;
Wondering what’s to come of my fate; my shortcomings I mourn.
Sometimes I wander looking for a place to hide,
knowing my salvation lies with You as my guide.
O’ here I am Allah, my being huddled in a heap;
Knowing full well the punishment my soul did reap.
Your Mercy can encompass all; for this I yearn.
Without it no reward I could hope to earn.
Teardrops fall from my eyes in fear.
Ya Allah, I beg You not to be with me harsh and severe.
Without You, there is no hope to find the way.
You hold the key to my heart, and to You I pray.
My soul is an orphan, and in search of Your Great Path.
I beseech You to guide me and keep me away from Your wrath.