"You will hear thunder and remember me,
And think: she wanted storms.
The rim of the sky will be the color of hard crimson,
And your heart, as it was then, will be on fire."

Ad-Duhaa (The Growing Brightness)

By the growing brightness of the morning.
And by the night when it covers.
Your Lord has not forsaken you, nor He was disgust.
And undoubtedly, the following one is better for you than the preceding one.
And undoubtedly, soon your Lord shall give you so much that you shall be satisfied.
Did He not find you an orphan, then give you shelter?
And He found you lost, therefore guided you.
And He found you needy so He enriched you.
So, put not pressure over orphan.
And chide not the beggar.
And publicize well the favors of your Lord.