One of the beauties of the Prophet’s biography
The greatness of the greats
If one humbles himself before God
Because you are active and have good morals
And eat as people eat
Old and barley
Or Daqla and Suwaiq
Or variable ground and fat
And once
A man met the Prophet, may God bless him and grant him peace
He thought he was like kings
Soldiers and soldiers surrounded him
And weapons and people
And power and authority
So he trembled and was afraid
He lived in an amazing moral and humble stance
The narrator said
A man came to the Prophet, may God bless him and grant him peace, and spoke to him
So he made his dreams thunder
And he said to him
It's on you
For I am not a king
I am the son of a woman who eats poop
Qadid is dried meat
The faraise is the flesh between the shoulder and the chest
A metaphor for extreme fear
However
He found a caring heart
And great and humble
He expanded it with his great creation
And his beautiful grace
And its spacious area
It's on you
For I am not a king
I am the son of a woman who eats poop
He eases the situation for him and pleases him
And we are from the people of Al-Qadid
People's companions and their weak ones
We are not arrogant giants
Although he is majestic, peace be upon him
Tough on opponents
His enemies fear him
As the speaker said
He is mild-mannered and has the determination
Because of his might, his lion's jaws trembled
Another said
That's why I'm so afraid when I talk to him
It was said that you are attributed and responsible
Whoever pupates, the lion will occupy his dwelling
From the stomach, a generation stumbled without a generation
And the Qur’an is true
And you are perhaps a great creation
And his companions described him
His creation was the Qur’an
And whoever carries the Qur’an and wears it truly
I bequeathed to him knowledge that he did not know
He decorated him with the best and splendid clothes
And peace
One of the beauties of the Prophet’s biography