Al-Anbiya

The people’s reckoning has drawn near, yet they turn away, heedless, calling the Prophet ﷺ a man just like them, a dreamer, a poet. How many towns have been shattered that were doing wrong! The sky and the earth were not created as a game. If there were other gods, both would be ruined. The heavens and the earth were joined and split apart, every living thing was made from water, and every soul will taste death. On the Day the scales are set up, even the weight of a mustard seed will be brought. Ibrahim asks his people, “What are these statues you are so devoted to?” He breaks them, all but the biggest, and says, “Ask them, if they can speak!” They cry, “Burn him!” and Allah says, “O fire, be coolness and safety for Ibrahim.” Then one prophet after another calls out and is answered. Nuh is saved from the great distress. Dawud and Sulayman are given judgment, and the mountains, the birds and the wind are made to serve. Ayyub says, “Hardship has touched me,” and his hardship is removed and his family given back. Yunus calls out in the darknesses, “There is no god but You. Glory be to You! I have been among the wrongdoers,” and is saved. Zakariyya asks not to be left alone and is given Yahya. She who guarded her chastity and her son are made a sign for the worlds. This religion of yours is one religion. Gog and Magog are let loose, the true promise draws near, and the sky is rolled up like a scroll. “We have sent you only as a mercy to the worlds.”