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Islam in scriptures,
Islam in sermons and history now;
One day people could see Islam at daylight;
That sweet memory smiles in lectures.

Like flowers, Islam was bloomed one day;
People tell that tale.
O Lord, we have read Islam,
We have heard enough about Islam,
But never have seen it with our own eyes.

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