Dawud Wharnsby Ali The Beautiful Story Lyrics

We sipped our tea as he sat next to me, cross legged on the floor
and he spoke of his youth thrown to the wolves
a student of the hardship of war.
A war which shaped him and molded him to a grateful and God fearing man;
the struggle of a nation burned in his eyes as he re-lived his war-torn homeland.
Accused and abuse he was stolen away,
no justice exists with no law
Like the Prophet Yusuf he was thrown into prison
but they couldn't cage his faith in Allah.

The beautiful story of Yusuf has so much to fill our lives.
A lesson in forgiveness and brotherhood we cannot compromise.
The power of patience and the fire of hope, must burn in the hearts of the wise.
The beautiful story of Yusuf has so much to fill our lives.

It seemed like endless days and morningless nights, his family so blind with concern,
while he held tight to his hope and his faith in Allah
for the day they would see his return.
The guards laughing in the black of the night as they kicked him and beat him raw,
and the blood and the dirt and the grime of the world and the dark side of man that he saw.
And in the minutes and months and years that dripped by, greying away his youth,
he spent his hours in quiet worship and in silent struggle for the truth.

He wiped tears from his cheek with the smile on his face,
brushed the hair back from his daughter's eyes
and as she finished her lesson and closed her Qur'an, it was clear then to recognize,
Allah only tests those who are loved.
His little girl climbed up onto his knees.
The words of Allah are clear to the world, "With hardship will always come ease."