وَبَنَينا فَوقَكُم سَبعًا شِدادًا

And built above you seven firmaments?

وَجَعَلنا سِراجًا وَهّاجًا

And placed therein a shining lamp?

وَأَنزَلنا مِنَ المُعصِراتِ ماءً ثَجّاجًا

And sent down, from the rain-clouds, abundant water?

لِنُخرِجَ بِهِ حَبًّا وَنَباتًا

To produce with it grains and plants.

وَجَنّاتٍ أَلفافًا

And lush, luxuriant gardens?

يَومَ يُنفَخُ فِي الصّورِ فَتَأتونَ أَفواجًا

The Day the Trumpet will be blown, and you will come in crowds.

وَفُتِحَتِ السَّماءُ فَكانَت أَبوابًا

And the sky is opened, and it becomes gateways.

وَسُيِّرَتِ الجِبالُ فَكانَت سَرابًا

And the mountains will be set in motion, becoming a mirage.

إِنَّ جَهَنَّمَ كانَت مِرصادًا

Hell is a lurking threat.

لِلطّاغينَ مَآبًا

A destination for the oppressors.