The Gifts of Grace

From Allah's bounty, all blessings flow,

In every heart, His grace does glow.

With every breath, He grants us life,

And provides sustenance, free from strife.

Like the rivers that flow from the hills,

His bounty sustains, our needs He fulfills.

The sun that rises every morn,

Is a symbol of the mercy we're born.

Every harvest and every yield,

From the earth's bounty, our needs are sealed.

The blessings of the sea and sky,

In Allah's mercy, we can't deny.

As we journey through this life,

Our provisions come, through toil and strife.

But in every trial, we find His grace,

A promise of hope, we can embrace.

For the believer, there's always a way,

Through every challenge, He'll guide and stay.

With grateful hearts, we'll face each day,

And trust in Allah, come what may.

So let us cherish the blessings we've received,

With every breath, let us give thanks, indeed.

For in His bounty, we'll find relief,

And in His mercy, we'll find belief.