English - Chapter 70 - Al-Maarij

A questioner asked about a penalty to befall

A penalty from God, Lord of the ways of ascent

The angels and the spirit ascend to him in a day the duration of fifty thousand years

Therefore be patient, beautifully patient

They see it as indeed distant

But We see it as near

The day that the sky will be like molten brass

And the mountains will be like wool

And no friend will ask about a friend

Though they will be put in sight of each other. Those who are corrupt, their desire will be that he could redeem himself from the penalty of that day with his children

His wife, and his brother

His family who sheltered him

And all who are on earth, so that it could save him

By no means, for it would be the fire of hell

Burning down to the skull

Inviting all those who turn their backs and turn away their faces

Collecting and hiding it

Truly the human being was created impatient

Depressed when harm touches him

And arrogant when good reaches him

Not so those who pray

Those who stay focused on their prayer

And those who recognize a right to their wealth

For those who ask, and those unable to ask

And those who hold to the truth of the Day of Accountability

And those who fear the displeasure of their Lord

For their Lord’s displeasure is unlike peace and tranquility

And those who guard their chastity

Except with their spouses and those that their right hands possess, for they are not to be blamed

But those who trespass beyond this are transgressors

And those who respect their trusts and covenants

And those who stand firm in their testimonies

And those who guard their worship

These will be the honored ones in the gardens

Now what is the matter with the unbelievers that they rush madly before you

From the right and from the left, in crowds

Does every person among them long to enter the garden of bliss

By no means, for We have created them from what they know

No, I call to witness the Lord of all points in the East and the West. That We can certainly

Substitute for them better people than them. And We will not be defeated

So leave them to plunge in vain talk and play, until they encounter that day of theirs which they have been promised

The day when they will suddenly rise from their graves, as if they were rushing to a goal post

Their eyes lowered, disgrace covering them. Such is the day which they are promised