إِنَّ يَومَ الفَصلِ كانَ ميقاتًا

The Day of Sorting is an appointed time.

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.

لابِثينَ فيها أَحقابًا

Where they will remain for eons.

لا يَذوقونَ فيها بَردًا وَلا شَرابًا

They won’t taste therein any coolness or drink.

إِلّا حَميمًا وَغَسّاقًا

Except boiling water and freezing cold hail.

جَزاءً وِفاقًا

An appropriate recompense.

إِنَّهُم كانوا لا يَرجونَ حِسابًا

For they were not expecting accountability.