O you who are clothed!

Arise and warn,

And your Lord do magnify,

And your garments do purify,

And uncleanness do shun,

And bestow not favors that you may receive again with increase,

And for the sake of your Lord, be patient.

For when the trumpet is sounded,

That, at that time, shall be a difficult day,

For the unbelievers, anything but easy.

Leave Me and him whom I created alone,

And give him vast riches,

And sons dwelling in his presence,

And I adjusted affairs for him adjustably;

And yet he desires that I should add more!

By no means! surely he offers opposition to Our communications.

I will make a distressing punishment overtake him.

Surely he reflected and guessed,

But may he be cursed how he plotted;

Again, may he be cursed how he plotted;

Then he looked,

Then he frowned and scowled,

Then he turned back and was big with pride,

~Then he said: This is naught but enchantment, narrated (from others);

This is naught but the word of a mortal.

I will cast him into hell.

And what will make you realize what hell is?

It leaves naught nor does it spare aught.

It scorches the mortal.

Over it are nineteen.