In the stillness of night with the moon as his guide
The traveler knocks at His door
Green turban in hand with a message to bear
“Assist My beloved Quddus”
On leaving he gathered some 202
Who chose to stay close by his side
Accepting to face the great trials ahead
Offer life at the altar of sacrifice
Chorus
And they knew once they entered
Their lives would soon yield
And their hearts would meld as one
In their love for the Promised One
They mounted their chargers a handful of men
Facing thousands of soldiers in arms
Their victory a proof and divinely ordained
Strength from God’s invincible power
Within their deep silence a voice could be heard
From the inner most depths of their heart
When they came through those walls a loud cry could be heard
Calling “Yá Sáhibu’z-Zamán”, Oh Lord of the Age
Chorus
He told them…..
*Mount your steeds, oh heroes of God
Tthe vanguard of His Cause
They journeyed far to call all the souls
And carried the flame in their hearts
Now you are the chosen of God in this Day
Within each lies the fate of this world
Strive day and night to unite as they were
Raise the call Oh Lord of the Age Yá Sáhibu’z-Zamán
They chanted …
Holy, Holy, the Lord our God
The Lord of the Angels and (the) spirit.
Qambar-Ali in The Dawn-Breakers, pg. 341

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