Mircea Eliade "From Primitives to Zen": PRAYERS OF DERVISHES


I have naught but my destitution

To plead for me with Thee.

And in my poverty I put forward that destitution as my plea.

I have no power save to knock at Thy door,

And if I be turned away, at what door shall I knock?

Or on whom shall I call, crying his name,

If Thy generosity is refused to Thy destitute one?

Far be it from Thy generosity to drive the disobedient one to despair!

Generosity is more freehanded than that.

In lowly wretchedness I have come to Thy door,

Knowing that degradation there finds help.

In full abandon I put my trust in Thee,

Stretching out my hands to Thee, a pleading beggar.


[Attributed to 'Abd al-Qadir al-Jilani' as well as 'Abuyad al-Tijani' ]

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