English - Chapter 77 - Al-Mursalat

By the winds sent forth with beneficence

And those raging swiftly

By the spreading winds spreading

And the scattering wind scattering

And those winds that bring down the remembrance

By way of excuse or warning

Verily that which ye are promised is about to befall

So when stars are effaced

And when the heaven is cloven asunder

And when the mountains are carried away by wind

And when the apostles are collected at the appointed time

For what day is it timed

For the Day of Decision

And what knowest thou what the Day of Decision is

Woe on that day Unto the beliers

Destroyed We not the ancients

In this wise We do with the culprits

Woe on that day Unto the beliers

Created We you not of water despicable

Which We placed in a depository safe

Till a limit known

So We decreed. How excellent are We as decreers

Woe on that day Unto the beliers

Have We not made the earth a receptacle

Both for the living and the dead

And have placed therein firm and tall mountains and given you to drink of water fresh

Woe on that day Unto the beliers

Depart Unto that which ye were wont to belie

Depart Unto the shadow three branched

Neither shading nor availing against the flame

Verily it shall cast forth sparks like Unto a castle

As though they were camels yellow tawny

Woe on that day Unto the beliers

This is a Day whereon they shall not be able to speak

Nor shall they be permitted so that they might excuse themselves

Woe on that day Unto the beliers

This is the Day of Decision, We have assembled both ye and the ancients

If now ye have any craft, try that craft upon Me

Woe on the day Unto the beliers

Verily the God-fearing shall be amid shades and springs

And fruits such as they shall desire

Eat and drink with relish that which ye have been working

Verily We! in this wise We recompense the well-doers

Woe on that day Unto the beliers

Eat and enjoy a little; verily ye are culprits

Woe on that day Unto the beliers

And when it is said Unto them: 'bow down, they bow not down

Woe on that day Unto the beliers

In what discourse, then, after it, will they believe