
Oh Friend of the lonely and those who are left alone,
Oh Helper of those who have fallen into misery,
Oh Wealth of the poor,
Oh Strength of the weak,
Oh Treasure of the destitute,
Refuge of the stranger,
Oh the One who holds all power and might,
Oh my Lord, known by Your grace and infinite generosity,
For the sake of our master Prophet Muhammad and his family, relieve my troubles.
Oh my Lord,
You are my preparation against my troubles,
My hope in times of affliction,
You are my companion in my loneliness,
My Friend in my exile,
You are the One who comforts me in my sorrow,
The One who rushes to my aid in my time of need,
You are my refuge in difficult moments,
You are the light that saves me from the darkness of fear,
Oh my Lord, You are the One who guides me in my confusion,
I know, my Lord, You are the One who forgives my sins,
Covers my faults, and delivers me from my hardships,
You adorn my heart with Your love,
You are both the Healer and the Beloved of my heart,
You, who guides the lost,
Helps the needy,
And protects those who seek refuge.
My Lord, I am Your servant,
The child of Your servant,
You see that, my Lord, I am in distress,
Make the names You have revealed and concealed,
And the Quran, the spring of my heart,
The light of my soul, the remedy for my troubles.
My soul is thirsty for water, my heart longs for You,
I have turned my eyes to the things You love,
I have left my ears in the land of the one who calls You,
And I have become exhausted, like thirsty soil.
I have set my heart on Your path,
And I have raised my hands to Your sanctuary.
From now on, I will come to You,
I will ask from You.
The sun and moon have taken their light from You,
The sun is like this with Your love—so fiery,
The moon is like this—so sorrowful,
Rivers cry with Your longing,
The sea is mad, turbulent, and always sorrowful,
Always on the verge of tears.
The birds’ hope is You,
The joy of plants is You,
The color of flowers is You,
And the unceasing prayers of people are You.
My Lord, never forsake us,
Let Your love always remain awake within us.
If the path is the path of Your Messenger, to whom else shall I attach my hopes?
My Lord is God,
My light and salvation come from Him,
So who else should I go to but Him?
In my being, covered in sin,
Only His longing keeps me alive.
When my intercession is on His lips,
Whom else should I listen to?
My Lord,
Let me live until You choose me as Your friend,
And in the moment that I burn with Your love, take my soul.
Take it, so that death will be the name of my love.
Oh my Lord, I am someone whose sins outweigh my good deeds,
Whose mind is preoccupied with the world,
Whose heart has been attached to fleeting things, a wretched soul.
But You, O Light, O Merciful One,
You are so beautiful, so full of grace,
Please, my Lord, bring this servant who is far from You closer to You.
Revive me with Your faith.
O Lord, who enjoys bringing joy to those You love,
Do not turn away my hands that are reaching out to You.
Manifest Your love in my heart,
So that nothing else remains in it but You.
Make me so rich with You,
That nothing else will be left but You.
Grant me the ability to remember You in everything,
And to see You in everything.
Give me strength through Your names, O my Lord,
Those names which are the light of hearts,
The pride of those who have nothing.
O my Lord, show us the truth of Your names,
And never let us live even a moment without You.
My Lord, I wish to come to You with the purity of Mary,
Do not let me be stained by sins.
I come to You with the prayer of Moses,
Save me from those who follow evil temptations and chase me to lead me astray.
I bow my head with the trust of Ishmael
Grant me and my descendants to live as Your servants.
I come to You with the spirit of Jesus,
I pray that You take me to Your presence.
I beseech You with the prayer of Jonah,
I await Your salvation from the darkness of my consuming lower ego.
My Lord, I come to You with Joseph’s shirt,
I pray that You lift me from the well of hopelessness that I have fallen into.
I come to You with the servitude of Muhammad Mustafa,
I pray that You elevate me to the highest ascension and relieve me of all my burdens.
Ameen.
Original Poem in Turkish “İnşirah Duası” performed by Dursun Ali Erzincanlı, Lyrics by Fikret Hasani
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