YA QUTBA -

OH! THE DIVINE PIVOT!

Hymn our praises to Allah, the merciful Lord Unto Him our gratitude, He the only God Salutations and Salavath we bestow Upon His Prophet, his clan and fold! Oh! Thou, the pivot of God Almighty Saviour of the heavens and humanity Heir of Moula Ali, Thee, the rejuvenator Ya Muhyidheen, of path unto divinity Hail to thee, Oh Redeemer of the human races Of all times! Thou Rescuer from Siesmic forces Seated eternally on the throne of Truth Thou Muhyidheen, the seer of mystic sciences Who created the Skies and Worlds, He greeted you And addressed you Khalif come into my purview You learned at his behest the art of gnosis Oh Muhyidheen, who makes the Faith anew Aptly you were named Abdel Kadhir! Thou went Fasting twelve years in forests! Adamant Kept awake, unslept, abode in godhood Hail Thee! Spiritual Master, Muhyidheen, Fervent Thou daring and defiant on the path unto Truth Thou Gods beloved, loving the worshipping worth Forsook the filmsy life, on the path of Faith None excels, Muhyidheen, Thee on Earth Those two cities on the banks of the river Tigries Let their fame and piety always increase He was born at Gilan, his tomb is at Baghdad And saints and seers surround there are numerous Thou found, indeed, the body of Faith ailing On thy walk and helped thee its healing Thou, the preacher of Mahriba, the knowledge of God Hail Muhyidheen! Thou saved Faith from reeling Hail thee the heir descendant of Hassan and Hussein By paternal and maternal hierarchial line Thou art the light of Sun and the Moon alike O! Muhyidheen who lives in hearts genuine Respected by Thee, the schools of thought of Safi And Hanbals alike! When you entered the Sufi Realm and raised atop the flag of Khadhiriya Emerged, Muhyidheen, the perfect Philosophy By the virtue of Truth and Integrity Abstinence, Detachment and Austerity You stood fast unto the devotion of God Oh Muhyidheen, adored by the men of piety Miracles, innumerable sprang forth, the world adore From Thee, like it happened to the Prophet, before And it flourished all through the world Hail! Muhyidheen, Thy grace the people implore Your reputed gospels and wise discourses Contending atheists and pluralist sources Hemmed in, establishing renowned Monism Ya Muhyidheen, the seer of occult forces You enjoy His Privacy, and your demand Allah relishes fast, declared thee, by His command That your feet would touch the shoulders of His pals Hail! Muhyidheen, there at once, obeyed the band They saw the seal of pivots on thy shoulder Considered it to be a treasure holder Of celestial secrecy and one Bakar Defyed, Oh Muhyidheen, and then did deplore All those fighting religious sects Like Karizias and Rabilis and Poets Learned and Wise accepted thy supremacy Ya Muhyidheen! over hidden secrets Band of Scholors of profound dignity Noble Ulemas of religious entity And godly alike, found their doubts cleared By thee, Oh Muhyidheen, with clarity Abound myself with your dare proclamation That thou will befriend those who seek salvation And Thou art the guide of spiritual guides Favour me, Oh Muhyidheen, thy affirmation Your declaration, no challenge, that you shall Appear at once, on devotees call When thousand times with penitence he invokes Thy name, Ya Muhyidheen! with his will And you assured your graceful appearance In vision! should one pray twelve rakaths in reverence Nafil, reciting Fathihah and Iqhlas By twilight, Oh Muhyidheen, sure deliverance You raised both your compassionate hands And said to the audience these are the wands That would safegaurd who get into my realm Of Thareeq, Oh Muhyidheen, the history resounds Muhamed, the Prophet is your great grand father Indeed, he affirmed Thou art his regent altogether And thou art the Redeemer of his Ummath Of good Omens, Muhyidheen, Thou the soothsayer Oh Master, My leader, Our redeemer Oh my guide and to me the cause of good humour Save me, my Sheikh, parents, family and friends Oh Muhyidheen, Thou art our unfailing saviour Take me unto thy own band of disciples Add me to the list of servants, scruplous Include me to thy Army of Soldiers My Lord! Muhyidheen, the monarch peerless Lead me my Lord, on thy path, the leading Thareeq Unto the Providence, so as yourself did seek Unto me blessing all its rites and duties Me, Ya Muhyidheen, thy slave, humble and meek For ever and ever may thy supremacy over The pivots of God progress! Salavath we shower Upon the Prophet, his clad, fold and devout Seers! Ya Muhyidheen, Upon thee, too forever Salavath be poured upon the Thabieen Thabo Thabieen, and those laid serene, Sacrificing their life for the creed, to them Our salams, unto thee too Ya Muhyidheen!. Original Arabic text by: Renowned Sheikh Sadhakathulla English rendering by: Assheikh M.A.Hyder ali yakeenullashah