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
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