The Review of Religions (English), August and September 1920
M Ataur Rahman
Thy soul, O Mirza, dwells happy and blest
In blissful fellowship with the kindred
Souls of world-teachers, who from error led
Mankind to truth, the purest and the best.
And God’s earth is defiled with the foulest
Crimes – lust and greed and rapine and bloodshed
We hear the moans of men – “The hour’s cursed:
Is there no God to give to us peace and rest?”
Nay, wherefore should men despair? Thy advent
Was in fullness of time; thou didst foretell,
The events and warn the wicked world – Behold!
Mahmud of high resolve, thy son, Heav’nsent,
Fulfils thy great task. The forces of hell
He shall scatter; the world shall join his fold.
