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the Book so fine and full of truth
pure, without defect.
Then I imagined he told me
it was time to go,
I felt my heart was going to break
I loved the Prophet so.
The angel looked at me with pity
and smiled a gentle smile
so we drifted down the hillside
and stood a little while.
I learned something I will never forget
that Allah the High is One,
pure, without defect.
Then I imagined he told me
it was time to go,
I felt my heart was going to break
I loved the Prophet so.
The angel looked at me with pity
and smiled a gentle smile
so we drifted down the hillside
and stood a little while.
I learned something I will never forget
that Allah the High is One,