I'm striving for something I can't strive for
Hoping something in which I have no control
Hoping that you will rid me of my lowly soul
Come to me with good tidings
Give me a presence that is holy Yours
Great names... great names indeed
And if it were up to me I would have no place in their show
Forget starring in the play
Much less sweeping the stage
But this whole matter is solely up to God
And verily He doesn't take the ignorant as Wali
So let the knowledge overflow in me
And let my limbs follow in key
Untrap my spirit from this mortal frame
And let it be just You... and You.... and You... and me no longer seeing me...