Servants of The Beloved

Khuddām Al-Ḥabīb


We Gather

Our love for you is why we gather,
Ḥabīb Allāh, our hearts you shatter.
Blessings on you is all we speak of,
Looking at you is all we dream of.

Your love and praise our hearts do hover,
To be for you, a one true lover.
Our lives for you, we have given up,
Hoping and dreaming, our eyes stuck shut.

We love you, we love you— Yā Rasūl,
O please, we beg, for drink at your pool.
Quenched forever, not by drink inside,
But your hands we taste, in them we cried.

Your perfect looks, is all that we read,
Your way, your life is all that we need.
Angels of God come down when we say,
Our Lord, Ṣalli wa sallim ʿalayh.

Mercy is all that is spread around,
Angels of God, from heavens to ground.
Breezes of love, we do find from you,
Kisses from you; our dreams, please, come true.