Al-Ghashiyah

Hath there come unto thee tidings of the Overwhelming

On that day (many) faces will be downcast

Toiling, weary

Scorched by burning fire

Drinking from a boiling spring

No food for them save bitter thorn-fruit

Which doth not nourish nor release from hunger

In that day other faces will be calm

Glad for their effort past

In a high Garden

Where they hear no idle speech

Wherein is a gushing spring

Wherein are couches raised

And goblets set at hand

And cushions ranged

And silken carpets spread

Will they not regard the camels, how they are created

And the heaven, how it is raised

And the hills, how they are set up

And the earth, how it is spread

Remind them, for thou art but a remembrancer

Thou art not at all a warder over them

But whoso is averse and disbelieveth

Allah will punish him with direst punishment

Lo! unto Us is their return

And Ours their reckoning