Awake my soul and breathe at last
The freshness of the day.
MHRL is not the chain that binds,
For Allah has paved the way.
So carefully he planned my life;
For mine, he gave his own.
Why did I turn my back on him
When his mercies I could have known?
I searched for cures through clouded eyes
To remedy my needs.
I did not know that Satan lied
With solutions to my pleas.
The cure for haunted me.
The answers were unknown.
Heart knows no exemption
When good health you long to own.
Yet, there amidst the bitter storm
My Savior kind and pure,
Touched the brave souls of medicine
And gave the world a cure.