missing who I was when I was in Haraamain

by Melita Rahmalia

Here I am and how happy I am to see You 

And no evil can be attributed to You 

And the one You’ve guided truly has been guided 

And Your slave is right here before You 

And she is only here because of You 

And she was always headed towards You anyway

And there is no place to hide 

No ditch to find refuge in 

And no refuge and no rescue from You, except to You

How blessed You are 

How high and sacred You are 

How perfect You are 

Master of the House 

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