A Magian he becomes, of Zoroaster’s yield.
All else besides the Lord is vain, and of no worth.
The mercies of our God, a bounteous rain, poured forth.205
Now turn again to ‘Alī and his destined foe.
His great forbearance contemplate; this wretch’s woe.
He made remark: “My murderer’s before my eyes,
All day and night. No anger towards him in me lies.
Death is to me as sweet as life;—as my own self;
My death and resurrection, two sides of one shelf.
A deathless death’s a welcome change to loving heart;