It's all from Allah Subhanahu wa ta'ala

The tears of pain I cry

Or the smiles and laughter 

Nothing is less than a blessing

For every sorrow has a divine lesson

 

It's all from Allah Subhanahu wa ta'ala

The family loving or hateful 

Children obedient or not 

A husband who cares or beats

A wife loving kind or one who creates unease

 

It's all from Allah Subhanahu wa ta'ala

Whether we have a hut or palace

Food dry or delicious apple pie 

Softest bed or the matted floor to sleep 

It's just what each soul wants or needs

 

It's all from Allah Subhanahu wa ta'ala 

So be thankful for everything 

I've seen kings perish in Deserts open

And pauper rise to power unprecedented 

Nothing belongs to us, we die taking Nothing anyway

 

It's all from Allah Subhanahu wa ta'ala

A divine purpose and a divine will 

Each soul shall be recompensed accordingly

A deed good or bad we do, thankful heart to keep

Praising our Rabb always, that's primary 

 

It's all from Allah Subhanahu wa ta'ala

The name, fame, glory

So never be swollen with pride 

No pomp and show of glittering world to see

For our home is Paradise, where we belong eventually