Disela-sela Doaku
God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.
Dear Lord, please show me everything I need to understand about forgiveness and surrender
I am the slave of the Master of Prophets And my fealty to him has no beginning.
I am a slave of his slave, and of his slave’s slave, And so forth endlessly,
For I do not cease to approach the door Of his good pleasure among the beginners.
I proclaim among people the teaching of his high attributes,
And sing his praises among the poets.
Perhaps he shall tell me: “You are a noted friend Of mine, a truly excellent beautifier of my tribute.”
Yes, I would sacrifice my soul for the dust of his sanctuary. His favor should be that he accept my sacrifice.
He has triumphed who ascribes himself to him! Not that he needs such following,
For he is not in need of creation at all, While they all need him without exception.
He belongs to Allah alone, Whose purified servant he is,
As his attributes and names have made manifest
And every single favor in creation comes from Allah To him, and from him to everything else.
