19:1
Kaf. Ha. Ya. 'Ain. Sad.
19:2
(This is) a recital of the Mercy of thy Lord to His servant Zakariya.
19:3
Behold! he cried to his Lord in secret,
19:4
Praying: "O my Lord! infirm indeed are my bones, and the hair of my head doth glisten with grey: but never am I
unblest, O my Lord, in my prayer to Thee!
19:5
"Now I fear (what) my relatives (and colleagues) (will do) after me: but my wife is barren: so give me an heir as from
Thyself,-
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"(One that) will (truly) represent me, and represent the posterity of Jacob; and make him, O my Lord! one with whom
Thou art well-pleased!"
19:7
(His prayer was answered): "O Zakariya! We give thee good news of a son: His name shall be Yahya: on none by that
name have We conferred distinction before."
19:8
He said: "O my Lord! How shall I have a son, when my wife is barren and I have grown quite decrepit from old age."
19:9
He said: "So (it will be) thy Lord saith, 'that is easy for Me: I did indeed create thee before, when thou hadst been
