O my Lord! Thou knowest that the people
are encircled with pain and calamities and
are environed with hardships and trouble. Every
trial doth attack man and every dire adversity doth
assail him like unto the assault of a serpent. There
is no shelter and asylum for him except under the
wing of Thy protection, preservation, guard and
custody.
O Thou the Merciful One! O my Lord! Make
Thy protection my armor, Thy preservation my
shield, humbleness before the door of Thy oneness
my guard, and Thy custody and defense my
fortress and my abode. Preserve me from the suggestions
of self and desire, and guard me from
every sickness, trial, difficulty and ordeal.
Verily, Thou art the Protector, the Guardian,
the Preserver, the Sufficer, and verily, Thou art
the Merciful of the Most Merciful.