Mere Maula Mai Likhun Teri Fazilat Kaise

Bada Mushkil Teri Midhat Ka Safar Lagta Hai Log Keh De Na Nusairi Yahi Dar Lagta Hai

The journey of praising You feels so difficult, I fear people might label me a Nusairi (extremist) for it.

Teri Chaukhat Par Sitare Ne Salami Di Hai Tere Bacchon Ki Farishton Ne Gulami Ki Hai Kulle Imaan Hai Jibreel Ka Ustad Hai Tu Had Yeh Hai Kaunain Ke Sardaar Ka Damaad Hai Tu

The stars have offered salutations at Your threshold, Angels have served Your children. You are the entirety of faith, the teacher of Gabriel, And to top it all, You are the son-in-law of the Master of the Universe.

Ya Ali Tere Ta'arruf Me Koi Kya Bole Teri Thokar Ka Ishara Ho To Murda Bole

Ya Ali, what can anyone say in Your introduction? If You gesture with Your foot, even the dead speak.

Ek Hi Waqt Me Chalees (40) Jagah Par Maujood Har Nafas Tujh Me Jhalakte Hai Sifate Mabood Chaand Suraj Bhi Samajhte Hai Ishara Tera Zindagi Aur Ajal Dono Pa Kabza Tera

Present in forty places at the very same time, In every breath of Yours, the attributes of the Creator are reflected. The moon and the sun understand Your signals, Both life and death are under Your control.

Ya Ali Deen E Payambar Ka Nigeh Baan Hai Tu Jis Pe Allah Ka Dhoka Ho Woh Insan Hai Tu

Ya Ali, You are the guardian of the Prophet's religion, You are that human being upon whom Allah's gaze rests.

Putla Adam Ka Banaya Hai Tere Hathon Ne Naksh E Kaunain Tarasha Hai Tere Hathon Ne

The effigy of Adam was crafted by Your hands, The design of the universe was carved by Your hands.

Sochta Hun Ke Nusairi Ki Khata Hi Kya Hai Jub Ke Allah Ka Chehra Bhi Tera Chehra Hai

I wonder what the fault of the Nusairi really is, When even the Face of Allah is Your face.

Khud Diya Nahje Balagha Mein Jo Khutba Tune Us Se Lagta Hai Banaee Hai Yeh Duniya Tune.

The sermon You Yourself gave in Nahj al-Balagha, It seems as if You are the one who created this world.

Jannat O Kausar O Tasneem O Iram Tere Hai Hadd Yeh Hai Ke Dosh E Risalat Pa Kadam Tere Hai

Paradise, Kausar, Tasneem, and Iram belong to You, And the limit is that Your feet have stepped upon the shoulders of Prophethood.

Ilteja Hai Ke Hasnain Ka Sadka De De Apne Mddaho Ko Midhat Ka Saliqa De De Guftugu Karne Ke Adaab Sikha De Maula Mere Har Lafz Ko Nayaab Bana De Maula

I plead that You grant me the charity of Hasnain, Teach Your praisers the etiquette of praise. Teach me the manners of conversation, my Master, Make every word of mine precious, my Master.