To god alone I complain of my helpnessness and sufferings and of the death the confederates propose for me.O Lord of the mighty throne!Give me endurance against their design-they cut my flesh bit by bit.
All hope of life is gone-gone forever.If lord so desires,he will bless my torn lims and broken joints.They have offered me a choice for infidelity but death is preferable to it.
Tears roll out of my eyes,but not out of fear.I fear not death,who am I to fear,die I must,but Im afraid of the engulfing flames of hell,by God! I fear not If I die a Muslim,on what side do I fall for the sake of Allah (swt).I will not yield myself to the enemy,nor will I fret and fume.Since Im returning to my lord-the everliving and never dying.
O The most Merciful of the Mercifuls! Forgive the heaviness of my sins with little of your mercy,wash the strains of stress from my face and remove the arrows of sorrow from my heart with your might and majesty and finally make my death better than my life was.