In the name of God, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful
Mawaddah Association is pleased
To present to you pictures from the lives of the Companions
By Abd al-Rahman Rafat al-Basha
May God have mercy on him
Abbad bin Bishr
May God be pleased with him
Abbad bin Bishr
A bright, shining name in the history of the call to Muhammadiyah
If you seek Him among the servants
I found him pure and pious
Sustenance of the night with parts of the Qur’an
And if you ask for it among the heroes
Its thousand is the quantity of fever
Fighting battles to uphold the word of God
And if you search for him among the guardians
I saw him as strong and entrusted with Muslim money
Until Aisha said about him and two other people from his people
Three of the Ansar
No one was superior to them
They are all from Bani Abdul Ashhal
Saad bin Moaz
And Usayd bin Al-Hudayr
And Abbad bin Bishr
It was Abbad bin Bishr Al-Ashhali
When the first ray of Muhammad’s guidance appeared on the horizons of Yathrib
The temptation of the abundant youth
He fell asleep
You can see in his face the look of chastity and purity
The sobriety of an elderly person is hinted at in his behavior
Even though he was only twenty-five years old at that time
He met with the young Meccan preacher Musab bin Umair
I quickly united his hearts with the bonds of faith
He united himself with what was noble in character and noble in character
He listened to Musab reciting the Qur’an in his warm, silvery voice
And his melodious, captivating tone
He was passionate about God’s words out of love
And He made room for him in the woods of his heart
He made it his business
He used to repeat it day and night
And his solution and his departure
He was even known among the Companions as the Imam
And a friend of the Qur’an
The Messenger, may God’s prayers and peace be upon him, was praying one night
Aisha met the one next to the mosque
Then he heard the voice of Abbad bin Bishr reciting the Qur’an, soft and clear
Gabriel also revealed it to his heart
He said: O Aisha, this is the voice of Abbad bin Bishr
She said: Yes, O Messenger of God
He said, “Oh God, forgive him.”
Abbad bin Bishr witnessed all of his scenes with the Messenger, may God’s prayers and peace be upon him
In each of them, he had a position befitting the bearer of the Qur’an
From that
The Messenger, may God’s prayers and peace be upon him
When he returned from the Battle of Dhat Al-Riqa'
He settled with the Muslims in a reef area to spend the night there
During the campaign, one of the Muslims had taken captive a polytheist woman
In the absence of her husband
When the husband came and did not find his wife
I swear to God and glory to join the Prophet Muhammad and his companions
And he will not return unless he sheds blood from them
The Muslims hardly put their foot down among the people
Until the Messenger, may God’s prayers and peace be upon him, told them
Who guards us this night?
Then Abbad bin Bishr and Ammar bin Yasser rose to him
He said: We are, O Messenger of God
The Prophet was a brother between them when the immigrants came to Medina
And when they came out to the mouth of the people
Abbad bin Bishr said to his brother Ammar bin Yasser
Which parts of the night do you prefer to sleep in?
First or last
Ammar said
Rather, I sleep at first
And hunger is not far from it
The night was calm and peaceful
It was the star, the tree, and the stone
She praises her Lord and sanctifies him
The soul of Abbad bin Bishr longed for worship
His heart longed for the Qur’an
The best thing he liked was the Qur’an
If you return it in prayer
It combines the joy of prayer into the joy of recitation
So he turned to the Qiblah and entered into prayer
He started reading from Surah Al-Kahf
With his melodious, sweet voice
While he was bathing in this divine light, Asna
Drenched in the glory of His light
I accept the man's urging steps
When he saw servants from afar
Erected in the mouth of the people
He knew that the Prophet and his companions were inside it
And he is the people's keeper
Futori his bow
He took an arrow from his quiver and threw it
So he put it in it
So Abbad snatched it from his body
He continued his recitation flowingly
Deeply immersed in his prayers
The man threw another one at him
So he put it in it
So he snatched it as he had snatched it before
He shot him with a third
So he snatched it as he had snatched it before
He crawled until tomorrow, close to his owner
And he woke him up saying
Get up, the wounds have made me worse
When the man saw them
And no escape
A gesture came from Ammar to Abbad
He saw copious blood bleeding from his three wounds
And he said to him
Oh Glory be to God
Didn't you wake me up when the first arrow shot you?
Abbad said
I was reading a surah
I did not like to cut it until I was done with it
And I swear to God
If it weren't for my fear of missing a gap
The Messenger of God, may God bless him and grant him peace, ordered me to preserve it
Cutting myself off would be more beloved to me than cutting it off
When the apostasy wars broke out during the reign of Abu Bakr, may God be pleased with him
Al-Siddiq prepared a large army to eliminate the strife of Musaylimah the liar
And subjugating the apostates who supported him
And return them to the fold of Islam
Abbad Ibn Bishr was at the forefront of that army
He saw Abbad during the battles in which the Muslims did not achieve significant victory
From the dependence of the Ansar on the immigrants
The Muhajireen depended on the Ansar
His chest was filled with hardship and hardship
He heard from their conversations what filled his ears with coals and thorns
We are certain that there will be no success for Muslims in these fierce battles
Unless each of the two groups is distinct from the other
To bear his responsibility alone
Let the patient Mujahideen know the truth
On the night before the decisive battle
Abbad Ibn Bishr saw what a sleeper sees
The sky has relieved him
When he entered her, she embraced him
She closed her door on him
When the morning came, he told Abu Saeed Al-Khudri about his vision
He said, “By God, this is the martyrdom, Abu Saeed.”
When day broke, the fighting resumed
Against the servants of Ibn Bishr, a rebellion from the earth
And he started shouting, O people of Ansar!
They distinguished themselves from the people and smashed their eyelids with swords
Do not let Islam come from you
He still repeats that call
Until about 400 of them gathered around him
At their head is Thabit Ibn Qais
Al-Baraa is Ibn Malik
Abu Dujana is the owner of the sword of the Messenger of God
Abbad Ibn Bishr and those with him left
He splits the ranks with his sword
He falls dead on his chest
Until the strength of Musaylimah the liar and those with him was broken
And take refuge in the garden of death
And there at the garden walls
Abbad Ibn Bishr fell as a martyr
Covered with his blood
It contains sword strikes
The stabs of spears and the impact of arrows
They didn't even know him
Except with a mark on his body
Three of the Ansar
No one was superior to them
Saad Ibn Maad and Usayd Ibn Al-Hudayr
And the servants of Ibn Bishr are Aisha, the Mother of the Believers