CHAPTER 17. THE JOURNEYCHAPTER 17.
THE JOURNEY
THE JOURNEY
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أَوۡ يَكُونَ لَكَ بَيۡتٞ مِّن زُخۡرُفٍ أَوۡ تَرۡقَىٰ فِي ٱلسَّمَآءِ وَلَن نُّؤۡمِنَ لِرُقِيِّكَ حَتَّىٰ تُنَزِّلَ عَلَيۡنَا كِتَٰبٗا نَّقۡرَؤُهُۥۗ قُلۡ سُبۡحَانَ رَبِّي هَلۡ كُنتُ إِلَّا بَشَرٗا رَّسُولٗا٩٣
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Or it be to you a home from beauty, or you rise in the Heaven, and not we believe to your reading till you send down over us a book, we read it.” Say! “Glory my Lord! am, I am except a conscious being Messenger?”
