In Mustafa's ark,
We sail together,
In the ocean of the universe,
As friendly believers.
Sometimes the sea is choppy,
From storms from typhoons,< br/>Like a galloping horse,
But we are still safe.
Above our heads,
Even the clouds, even the stars,
Even the moon or the sun,
The captain is always calm.
In this ark,
Even though the sea is mighty,
On the deck here,
We are immediately excited.
We are safe, indeed safe,
Like Hud and his followers,
Prophet Hud made a circle,
Around his group.
The storm came, the typhoon came,
But in his circle,
Peace and calm,
Those outside of it perish.
The condition is the ark,
Inside it remains safe,
To the destination soon,
With the wind of willingness.
Shariah is like a shield,
For the believer protection,
Is of great value,
In the ship of safety.

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