In the name of God, the Gracious, the Merciful
He frowned and turned away
When the blind man approached him
But how do you know
Perhaps he was seeking to purify himself
Or be reminded, and the message would benefit him
But as for him who was indifferent
You gave him your attention
Though you are not liable if he does not purify himself
But as for him who came to you seeking
In awe
To him you were inattentive
Do not
This is a Lesson
Whoever wills, shall remember it
On honorable pages
Exalted and purified
By the hands of scribes
Noble and devoted
Perish man
How thankless he is
From what did He create him
From a sperm drop He created him, and enabled him
Then He eased the way for him
Then He puts him to death, and buries him
Then, when He wills, He will resurrect him
But no, he did not fulfill what He has commanded him
Let man consider his food
We pour down water in abundance
Then crack the soil open
And grow in it grains
And grapes and herbs
And olives and dates
And luscious gardens
And fruits and vegetables
Enjoyment for you, and for your livestock
But when the Deafening Noise comes to pass
The Day when a person will flee from his brother
And his mother and his father
And his consort and his children
Every one of them, on that Day, will have enough to preoccupy him
Faces on that Day will be radiant
Laughing and rejoicing
And Faces on that Day will be covered with misery
Overwhelmed by remorse
These are the faithless, the vicious