My god, You have created me by Your command, and caused me to stand the tests of this dunya by Your wish, then you told me, “Hold on.” Then how may I hold on if You do not hold me in Your gentle care, You the One with strength, the Firm.
My god, verily You know that had I this dunya with all that is in it, and had it then been sought of me in Your pleasure, I would surely give it to its seeker. Then give to me my self, You the most merciful of all that show mercy.
My god, indeed I have come to love you a love that makes easy for me every affliction, and leaves me content with every decree, so that I care not with my love of You what I wake up to or in what state I reach my evening.
beautiful