So He afflicted them with misery and reversal in wrath

Transformed into frogs within the seas

In the seas of the air, they fell headlong

In heavy rain, flowing and pouring

And they descend every day

In a murky, torrential stream

And they croak upon the back of God's lands

The thousand-fold glorification and Takbir

All this is by their denial—a manifestation of frailty

And He is Power without outward appearance

For a base-born one, and the pledge of the filth is widespread

And that which was within it of dragging

With a bribe of black hair along with the dog

The minister of the frightened and the terrified

And that which was Qunfud on the day the house was set ablaze

He displayed it with ingratitude and disbelief