Oh the moon has come
The day is done
The night has covered up the sun.
I have stood so often before you to pray
But I wonder Allah, tell me, what did I do today?
Did I remember the words of Al-Fatiha?
Did I take time to thank you for all that I have?
Did I call on you to guide my way?
Tell me, what did I do today?
I has whispered to you
As I made ruku
Subhana Rabiy'yal adheem.
But was my faith
Bright or grey?
Oh Allah, tell me, what did I do today?
Did I smile at my brother?
Was I kind to my mother?
Did I teach another something that I know
Or did my love of this world lead me astray?
Tell me, what did I do today?
Sami Allah hu liman hamida
Rabanna lakal hamd.
Sami Allah hu liman hamida
Rabanna lakal hamd.
La illaha il Allah.
La illaha il Allah.
Though I've bowed to you
with my face in the dust,
subhana raby'yal a'la
Did I turn to you
And did I obey?
Oh Allah, tell me, what did I do today?
Did I use my mind?
Did I use my time?
If I search my heart what will I find?
The light of your guidance is a glimmering ray,
Tell me, what did I do toady?
Oh Allah, tell me, what did I do today?
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Dawud Wharnsby-'Rhythm of Surrender'
Can you hear the rhythm of Allah’s creation?
The rhythm of the clapping of the thunder and the rain.
Can you see the rhythm of Allah’s creation?
The lightning and the leaves, and the seasons as they change.
Watch the children in the field, spinning round and round.
Watch their silly, dizzy falls upon the ground.
They grip on to long grass afraid of spinning with the sun.
Reality deceives them neath the smiling mask of fun.
Can you see the rhythm of Allah’s creation?
The rhythm of the children aging brown hair into gray.
Can you see the rhythm of Allah’s creation?
Alternation of the moon and the stars passing into day.
Watch the grown-ups all twirling with the clock throughout the day.
Watch them spinning with the hours while the clock hands tick away.
They talk and grip the world as they would catch a falling knife.
Reality deceives them neath the musing games of life.
Can you hear the rhythm of Allah’s creation?
The storm against the sand, and the pulsating waves.
Can you see the rhythm of Allah’s creation?
The rhythm of the children running wind upon the graves.
The rhythm of our world beats in surrender to Allah.
Our blood and our breathing testify.
The rhythm if surrender is a part of who we are.
With each heartbeat and involuntary blink of our eyes.
A part of us we cant deny.
Can you hear the rhythm of Allah’s creation?
The storm against the sand, and the pulsating waves.
Can you see the rhythm of Allah’s creation?
The rhythm of the children running wind upon the graves.
The rhythm of the clapping of the thunder and the rain.
Can you see the rhythm of Allah’s creation?
The lightning and the leaves, and the seasons as they change.
Watch the children in the field, spinning round and round.
Watch their silly, dizzy falls upon the ground.
They grip on to long grass afraid of spinning with the sun.
Reality deceives them neath the smiling mask of fun.
Can you see the rhythm of Allah’s creation?
The rhythm of the children aging brown hair into gray.
Can you see the rhythm of Allah’s creation?
Alternation of the moon and the stars passing into day.
Watch the grown-ups all twirling with the clock throughout the day.
Watch them spinning with the hours while the clock hands tick away.
They talk and grip the world as they would catch a falling knife.
Reality deceives them neath the musing games of life.
Can you hear the rhythm of Allah’s creation?
The storm against the sand, and the pulsating waves.
Can you see the rhythm of Allah’s creation?
The rhythm of the children running wind upon the graves.
The rhythm of our world beats in surrender to Allah.
Our blood and our breathing testify.
The rhythm if surrender is a part of who we are.
With each heartbeat and involuntary blink of our eyes.
A part of us we cant deny.
Can you hear the rhythm of Allah’s creation?
The storm against the sand, and the pulsating waves.
Can you see the rhythm of Allah’s creation?
The rhythm of the children running wind upon the graves.
Dawud Wharnsby-'Wisdom and Tea'
I’m looking back, throughout the years,
To breathe as hard, and my eyes are filled with tears.
Your face and hair are full of light, now it will soon be time to go.
I feel you feeling calm now, did the angel let you know?
CHORUS:
For all the wisdom and tea you gave to me,
Let me offer something now so warm and comforting and sweet,
Can you hear me whisper to you as you sleep,
“La Ilaha Ill Allah.”
Did you always understand?
Can you feel me take your hand?
Flowers, houseplants and I, you helped us grow
Now as I hold your cup, how were you and I to know?
I care for you and look for hints of Paradise, as I bend to wash your feet.
Our minutes fade like photographs of crowds from an evening street.
CHORUS
I dreamt we sat in the kitchen , like we used to drinking tea.
The apparition vanished, as in life’s reality.
“We will meet again,” is what I’m sure I felt her say.
On the day when veils and secrets of the heart will be torn away.
For all the wisdom and tea you gave to me,
Let me offer something now so warm and comforting and sweet,
Can you hear me whisper to you as you sleep,
“La Ilaha Ill Allah.”
Did you always understand, as I let go of your hand.
For all the wisdom and tea you gave to me,
Let me turn to something now so warm and meaningful and sweet.
Allah give us peace in our final sleep.
“La Ilaha Ill Allah.”
Give us patience to understand,
“Ya Ghafoor , Ya Rahman.”
What is finally in the heart, what is the final choice?
Allah knows, and all that we can claim, are just memories and our voice.
To breathe as hard, and my eyes are filled with tears.
Your face and hair are full of light, now it will soon be time to go.
I feel you feeling calm now, did the angel let you know?
CHORUS:
For all the wisdom and tea you gave to me,
Let me offer something now so warm and comforting and sweet,
Can you hear me whisper to you as you sleep,
“La Ilaha Ill Allah.”
Did you always understand?
Can you feel me take your hand?
Flowers, houseplants and I, you helped us grow
Now as I hold your cup, how were you and I to know?
I care for you and look for hints of Paradise, as I bend to wash your feet.
Our minutes fade like photographs of crowds from an evening street.
CHORUS
I dreamt we sat in the kitchen , like we used to drinking tea.
The apparition vanished, as in life’s reality.
“We will meet again,” is what I’m sure I felt her say.
On the day when veils and secrets of the heart will be torn away.
For all the wisdom and tea you gave to me,
Let me offer something now so warm and comforting and sweet,
Can you hear me whisper to you as you sleep,
“La Ilaha Ill Allah.”
Did you always understand, as I let go of your hand.
For all the wisdom and tea you gave to me,
Let me turn to something now so warm and meaningful and sweet.
Allah give us peace in our final sleep.
“La Ilaha Ill Allah.”
Give us patience to understand,
“Ya Ghafoor , Ya Rahman.”
What is finally in the heart, what is the final choice?
Allah knows, and all that we can claim, are just memories and our voice.
Dawud Wharnsby-'Why Are The Drums So Silent?
All the sounds that surround us,
All the noises that dumb-found us,
The clatter and the clammer of the clutter of our lives.
Cars and streets, make silence shatter,
Idle minds fill up with idle chatter,
If we fill our void, that’s all that matters.
CHORUS
Why are the drums so silent?
Why can’t we hear the rhythm?
What’s wrong with you and I?
Why are the drums so silent?
Why can’t we hear the rhythm from the heels of believers
Marching to the garden as they strive.
We digitise the revelation,
Does our rehearsed recitation,
Go any deeper than our throats?
Our calls to prayer seem to raise up to the sky.
Conferences, and lectures, seminars for you and I.
The words that blow away with the nasheed that make us cry, yet.
Why are the drums so silent?
Why can’t we hear the rhythm?
What’s wrong with you and I?
Why are the drums so silent?
Why can’t we hear the rhythm from the heels of believers
Marching to the garden as they strive.
And if we can just be brave enough to be each other’s mirror.
We might finally recognise the face of conscience that we fear.
And if we can finally take the time to face the mute the noise
We’ve built around ourselves.
The rhythm of the heartbeat and the purpose may be clear.
If we beat the drums,
A whisper of peace,
Beat the drums,
Moving through the land,
BEAT THE DRUMS,
OOOoooOOOOoooooOOoO
If we beat the drums of hope and faith,
We will all fall into rhythm,
I have faith in you and I,
I we beat the drums of hope and faith,
Then we will hear the rhythm from our footsteps and our striving marching to the garden as we try.
If we beat the drums of hope and faith,
We will all fall into rhythm,
I have faith in you and I,
I we beat the drums of hope and faith,
Then we will feel the rhythm from our footsteps and our striving marching to the garden as we die.
All the noises that dumb-found us,
The clatter and the clammer of the clutter of our lives.
Cars and streets, make silence shatter,
Idle minds fill up with idle chatter,
If we fill our void, that’s all that matters.
CHORUS
Why are the drums so silent?
Why can’t we hear the rhythm?
What’s wrong with you and I?
Why are the drums so silent?
Why can’t we hear the rhythm from the heels of believers
Marching to the garden as they strive.
We digitise the revelation,
Does our rehearsed recitation,
Go any deeper than our throats?
Our calls to prayer seem to raise up to the sky.
Conferences, and lectures, seminars for you and I.
The words that blow away with the nasheed that make us cry, yet.
Why are the drums so silent?
Why can’t we hear the rhythm?
What’s wrong with you and I?
Why are the drums so silent?
Why can’t we hear the rhythm from the heels of believers
Marching to the garden as they strive.
And if we can just be brave enough to be each other’s mirror.
We might finally recognise the face of conscience that we fear.
And if we can finally take the time to face the mute the noise
We’ve built around ourselves.
The rhythm of the heartbeat and the purpose may be clear.
If we beat the drums,
A whisper of peace,
Beat the drums,
Moving through the land,
BEAT THE DRUMS,
OOOoooOOOOoooooOOoO
If we beat the drums of hope and faith,
We will all fall into rhythm,
I have faith in you and I,
I we beat the drums of hope and faith,
Then we will hear the rhythm from our footsteps and our striving marching to the garden as we try.
If we beat the drums of hope and faith,
We will all fall into rhythm,
I have faith in you and I,
I we beat the drums of hope and faith,
Then we will feel the rhythm from our footsteps and our striving marching to the garden as we die.
Dawud Wharnsby-'Bismillah'
In the morning when we wake: Bismillah, Bismillah
With every step we take: Bismillah, Bismillah
With every word we say: Bismillah, Bismillah
And every game we play: Bismillah, Bismillah
Bismillah hir Rahman nir Rahim, Alhamdulillah hi Rabbil Alameen
Bismillah hir Rahman nir Rahim, Alhamdulillah hi Rabbil Alameen
With everything we do: Bismillah, Bismillah
And everything that’s new: Bismillah, Bismillah
With every place we go: Bismillah, Bismillah
And every friend we know: Bismillah, Bismillah
Bismillah hir Rahman nir Rahim, Alhamdulillah hi Rabbil Alameen
Bismillah hir Rahman nir Rahim, Alhamdulillah hi Rabbil Alameen
With every song we sing: Bismillah, Bismillah
On every mountain peace will ring: Bismillah, Bismillah
Bismillah hir Rahman nir Rahim, Alhamdulillah hi Rabbil Alameen
Bismillah hir Rahman nir Rahim, Alhamdulillah hi Rabbil Alameen
With every step we take: Bismillah, Bismillah
With every word we say: Bismillah, Bismillah
And every game we play: Bismillah, Bismillah
Bismillah hir Rahman nir Rahim, Alhamdulillah hi Rabbil Alameen
Bismillah hir Rahman nir Rahim, Alhamdulillah hi Rabbil Alameen
With everything we do: Bismillah, Bismillah
And everything that’s new: Bismillah, Bismillah
With every place we go: Bismillah, Bismillah
And every friend we know: Bismillah, Bismillah
Bismillah hir Rahman nir Rahim, Alhamdulillah hi Rabbil Alameen
Bismillah hir Rahman nir Rahim, Alhamdulillah hi Rabbil Alameen
With every song we sing: Bismillah, Bismillah
On every mountain peace will ring: Bismillah, Bismillah
Bismillah hir Rahman nir Rahim, Alhamdulillah hi Rabbil Alameen
Bismillah hir Rahman nir Rahim, Alhamdulillah hi Rabbil Alameen
Dawud Wharnsby-'Animals Love Qur'an'
There was a chipmunk climbing up a tree.
I stopped to look at him and he stopped to look at me.
When I said hello he didn’t understand and he went to runaway.
I recited some Quran and he decided to say.
Animals love to hear Quran, try it out someday.
They’ll stop and listen carefully to every word you say.
Allah created animals, Allah created man.
And he sent a book to guide us all, even animals love Quran.
Sitting at my window to ponder at the sky,
I saw a little bird as it flew by.
I recited some Quran, and it wasn’t very long,
Till the bird sat near my window and decided to sing along.
Animals love to hear Quran, try it out someday.
They’ll stop and listen carefully to every word you say.
Allah made the chipmunks and the birds, Allah created man.
And he sent a book to guide us all, even animals love Quran.
Playing in the yard on a warm sunny day,
A shy little kitten watched me play.
I bent down to pat him on the head but I think he was scared of me.
I recited some Quran; she smiled and brushed against my knee.
Animals love to hear Quran, try it out someday.
They’ll stop and listen carefully to every word you say.
Allah created animals, Allah created man.
And he sent a book to guide us all, even animals love Quran.
Animals love to hear Quran, try it out someday.
They’ll stop and listen carefully to every word you say.
Allah created animals, Allah is Ar-Rahman.
Cause he sent a book to guide us all, even animals love Quran.
Allah made horses and dogs and bats and camels and gnats and pigs and coes and spiders and chickens and elephants and crocodiles and dolphins and beavers and sheep; lions and zebras and whales and emus...
But he sent a book to guide us all even animals love Quran
I stopped to look at him and he stopped to look at me.
When I said hello he didn’t understand and he went to runaway.
I recited some Quran and he decided to say.
Animals love to hear Quran, try it out someday.
They’ll stop and listen carefully to every word you say.
Allah created animals, Allah created man.
And he sent a book to guide us all, even animals love Quran.
Sitting at my window to ponder at the sky,
I saw a little bird as it flew by.
I recited some Quran, and it wasn’t very long,
Till the bird sat near my window and decided to sing along.
Animals love to hear Quran, try it out someday.
They’ll stop and listen carefully to every word you say.
Allah made the chipmunks and the birds, Allah created man.
And he sent a book to guide us all, even animals love Quran.
Playing in the yard on a warm sunny day,
A shy little kitten watched me play.
I bent down to pat him on the head but I think he was scared of me.
I recited some Quran; she smiled and brushed against my knee.
Animals love to hear Quran, try it out someday.
They’ll stop and listen carefully to every word you say.
Allah created animals, Allah created man.
And he sent a book to guide us all, even animals love Quran.
Animals love to hear Quran, try it out someday.
They’ll stop and listen carefully to every word you say.
Allah created animals, Allah is Ar-Rahman.
Cause he sent a book to guide us all, even animals love Quran.
Allah made horses and dogs and bats and camels and gnats and pigs and coes and spiders and chickens and elephants and crocodiles and dolphins and beavers and sheep; lions and zebras and whales and emus...
But he sent a book to guide us all even animals love Quran
Dawud Wharnsby-'Here We Come'
CHORUS:
Here we come Allah, here we come,
Here we come, no partners do you have.
All praises to you, the universe is yours.
Here we come Allah, here we come.
The world is a very, very big house.
Many people, living in many rooms.
We must open all the doors up.
We must, unlock them all today.
Throw all the keys away.
CHORUS
Oceans and mountains divide us.
But the same fire burns inside us.
We must through the world behind us.
With Allah is where you’ll find us here.
Here we come, oh here.
Here, here, here, here
Here we come Allah, here we come,
Here we come, no partners do you have.
All praises to you, the universe is yours.
Here we come Allah, here we come.
The world is a very, very big house.
Many people, living in many rooms.
We must open all the doors up.
We must, unlock them all today.
Throw all the keys away.
CHORUS
Oceans and mountains divide us.
But the same fire burns inside us.
We must through the world behind us.
With Allah is where you’ll find us here.
Here we come, oh here.
Here, here, here, here
Dawud Wharnsby-‘Al-Khaliq’ (the Creator)
CHORUS:
La ilaha illallah (4)
Muhammadur Rasulullah (3)
Salallahu Alayhi Wasallam
Al-Khaliq made the oceans, rivers, lakes, streams and rain
bow their waves in pure submission, upon the earth to praise His name.
CHORUS
There is no creature among us,
In the air or in the sea,
That does not sing with wonder,
Praising in community.
CHORUS
The dry earth is a sign,
For all of mankind,
Brought to life with peaceful rain,
And to us Allah will do the same.
CHORUS
La ilaha illallah (4)
Muhammadur Rasulullah (3)
Salallahu Alayhi Wasallam
Salallahu Alayhi Wasallam
Salallahu Alayhi Wasallam
La ilaha illallah (4)
Muhammadur Rasulullah (3)
Salallahu Alayhi Wasallam
Al-Khaliq made the oceans, rivers, lakes, streams and rain
bow their waves in pure submission, upon the earth to praise His name.
CHORUS
There is no creature among us,
In the air or in the sea,
That does not sing with wonder,
Praising in community.
CHORUS
The dry earth is a sign,
For all of mankind,
Brought to life with peaceful rain,
And to us Allah will do the same.
CHORUS
La ilaha illallah (4)
Muhammadur Rasulullah (3)
Salallahu Alayhi Wasallam
Salallahu Alayhi Wasallam
Salallahu Alayhi Wasallam
Dawud Wharnsby-'The Days of Eid'
These are the days of Eid,
Make Takbir wherever you are.
These are the days,
Allahu Akbar.
These are the days of Eid,
Sing together everyone.
La Ilaha Ill Allah Wa Lillah Hil Hamd.
Allahu Akbar, Allahu Akbar.
La Ilaha Ill Allahu Wallahu Akbar.
Allahu Akbar Wa lillah Hil Hamd.
Allah is Great, Allah is Great.
There is no God but Allah.
Allah is Great, Allah is Great,
And all praise to him.
Allah is Great, Allah is Great.
There is no God but Allah.
Allah is Great, Allah is Great,
And all praise belongs to Allah.
These are the days of Eid,
Make Takbir wherever you are.
These are the days,
Allahu Akbar.
Allahu Akbar, Allahu Akbar.
La Ilaha Ill Allahu Wallahu Akbar.
Allahu Akbar Wa lillah Hil Hamd.
Allahu Akbar, Allahu Akbar.
La Ilaha Ill Allahu Wallahu Akbar.
Allahu Akbar Wa lillah Hil Hamd.
Make Takbir wherever you are.
These are the days,
Allahu Akbar.
These are the days of Eid,
Sing together everyone.
La Ilaha Ill Allah Wa Lillah Hil Hamd.
Allahu Akbar, Allahu Akbar.
La Ilaha Ill Allahu Wallahu Akbar.
Allahu Akbar Wa lillah Hil Hamd.
Allah is Great, Allah is Great.
There is no God but Allah.
Allah is Great, Allah is Great,
And all praise to him.
Allah is Great, Allah is Great.
There is no God but Allah.
Allah is Great, Allah is Great,
And all praise belongs to Allah.
These are the days of Eid,
Make Takbir wherever you are.
These are the days,
Allahu Akbar.
Allahu Akbar, Allahu Akbar.
La Ilaha Ill Allahu Wallahu Akbar.
Allahu Akbar Wa lillah Hil Hamd.
Allahu Akbar, Allahu Akbar.
La Ilaha Ill Allahu Wallahu Akbar.
Allahu Akbar Wa lillah Hil Hamd.
Dawud Wharnsby-'A Whisper of Peace'
A whisper of peace,
Moving through the land.
Allah will surely run to us if we hold out our hands.
A word of hope will call to every woman and man.
A light until the end of time,
This is our Islam.
A whisper of peace,
Moving through the land.
Allah will surely run to us if we hold out our hands.
A word of hope will call to every woman and man.
A light until the end of time,
This is our Islam.
A whisper of peace,
Moving through the land.
Allah will surely run to us but do we understand?
A word of hope will call to every woman and man.
A light until the end of time,
This is our Islam.
A whisper of peace,
Moving through the land.
Allah will surely run to us if we hold out our hands.
A word of hope will call to every woman and man.
A light until the end of time,
Or is this just a waste of rhyme?
Are we running out of time?
Is this our Islam?
Moving through the land.
Allah will surely run to us if we hold out our hands.
A word of hope will call to every woman and man.
A light until the end of time,
This is our Islam.
A whisper of peace,
Moving through the land.
Allah will surely run to us if we hold out our hands.
A word of hope will call to every woman and man.
A light until the end of time,
This is our Islam.
A whisper of peace,
Moving through the land.
Allah will surely run to us but do we understand?
A word of hope will call to every woman and man.
A light until the end of time,
This is our Islam.
A whisper of peace,
Moving through the land.
Allah will surely run to us if we hold out our hands.
A word of hope will call to every woman and man.
A light until the end of time,
Or is this just a waste of rhyme?
Are we running out of time?
Is this our Islam?
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