Arabia’s Princess
O Mother of Believers… O Mother of the Seekers O Mother of Islam… O Mother of Imams O Queen of Generousness… O Arabia’s Princess
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O Mother you have given us Imams… Allah sends His salams We are believers due to your care… powerful is the mother’s prayer Is there anything you haven’t given… before your flight to Heaven? In a world of multiplicity… you found comfort in simplicity In a world of shadows and fright… you gave birth to the Lady of Light Who gives who their worth… when to Sayeda Fatima you gave birth?
The flame of Islam is successful… and your wealth was its candle Its truth is bright for all to see… due to your sacrifices plenty To God alone you had submit… patiently enduring all hardship No doubt and no hesitation… help us achieve that same conviction You are the Mother of Believers… so help Muhammad’s followers It isn’t like a mother to ignore… when her children wail and implore
We are desperate children who seek success And though our mother died under distress Our mother is the great Khadijah-Arabia’s Princess
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Upon you the Holy Prophet wept… in your arms Fatima had slept You were a cradle to our faith… it is because of you Islam is safe In a world of greed and excess… your spirit embodied selflessness In hearts, your death is an ache… that no believer can shake Your death meant loneliness… testing Muhammad’s patience Upon you his tears fell… only God knows what he withheld
The weight of Muhammad’s sorrow… is enough to make Earth crumble There is no peace in duress… except when it’s for the faith you possess How easy was it for you… to say “take it all, my life too” It was not only one moment… with Islam came sacrifice constant Which of us can say we learned… who will give up all we earned? Like you raised your Fatima… shape the believers to be better
You gave everything so to be grateful we’re anxious To be grateful is to move closer with your assistance Our mother is the great Khadijah-Arabia’s Princess
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We are desperate for you to oversee… our growth, progress, and ability Our Imam is waiting for us… so please don’t leave us heedless To serve and be for Islam wholly… we are relying on your capability Your guidance will see us through… and we will be able to give what is due But what is due is limitless… we must give our lives for this purpose To give what we have is different… than to refuse what we haven’t
So we will live with our hand open… free of any grip on what we liken What do we think we’re keeping?… tomorrow we’ll be left with nothing It is from you O Noble Mother… we know how to succeed in the Hereafter When Allah sends His salam to you… we know who to align ourselves to It was upon you the Prophet wept… you were of the first to Islam accept There’s no doubt about your nobility… we are the forerunners with your upbringing
You have gained the greatest wealth in being wealthless With your motherly sacrifice, we have no weakness Our Mother is the great Khadijah-Arabia’s Princess
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