Poem 5

To the Impoverished lad
Thou yield gems with glad
To the poor pernicious sinner
Thou comfort him to be a winner

Thou cured thy father’s affliction
During pre life in Allah’s contemplation
Will thou not turn thy eyes to me - pleased?
And cure me as I am diseased!

Oh good Lion King!
Saints searching thee in multitude twinkling
The learned praised Prince!
Altering the poor face wince

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