About what are they asking one another

About the News the Great

(About) which they (are) concerning it (in) disagreement

Nay (soon) they will know

Then Nay (soon) they will know

Have not We made the earth a resting place

And the mountains (as) pegs

And We created you (in) pairs

And We made your sleep (for) rest

And We made the night (as) covering

And We made the day (for) livelihood

And We constructed over you seven strong

And We placed a lamp burning

And We sent down from the rain clouds water pouring abundantly

That We may bring forth thereby grain and vegetation

And gardens (of) thick foliage

Indeed (the) Day (of) the Judgment is an appointed time

(The) Day (in which) shall be blown in the trumpet and you will come forth (in) crowds

And is opened the heaven and becomes gateways

And are moved the mountains and become a mirage

Indeed Hell is lying in wait

For the transgressors a place of return

(They will) be remaining therein (for) ages

Not they will taste therein coolness and not any drink

Except scalding water and purulence

A recompense appropriate

Indeed, they were not expecting an account

And they denied Our Signs (with) denial

And every thing We have enumerated it (in) a Book

So taste and never We will increase you except (in) punishment

Indeed for the righteous (is) success

Gardens and grapevines

And splendid companions well-matched

And a cup full

Not they will hear therein any vain talk and not any falsehood

(As) a reward from your Lord a gift (according to) account

Lord (of) the heavens and the earth and whatever (is) between both of them the Most Gracious not they have power from Him (to) address

(The) Day will stand the Spirit and the Angels (in) rows not they will speak except (one) who permits [for] him the Most Gracious and he (will) say (what is) correct

That (is) the Day the True So whoever wills let him take towards his Lord a return

Indeed We [We] have warned you (of) a punishment near (the) Day will see the man what have sent forth his hands and will say the disbeliever O I wish I were dust