The Qur’an’s Warnings and Promises for the Hereafter | Nouman Ali Khan

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والله العظيم ماكتبت هاذا المناشده الا من الجوع والفقر ياعالم حسو فينا سِالُتكِ بّالُلُُه انَ تْنَقًذَنَا قًبّلُ انَ نَمٌوَتْ مٌنَ شِدِتْ الُجْوَع انَتٌْخيَكِ انَيَ دٌِخلُةِ ْعلُى الُلُُه تْمٌ ْعلُيَكِ انَيَ فَيَ وَجُْهك انَـيَ اخـتْكِ انَـيَ اتْرَجْـاكِ اتْـوَسِـلُ الُـيَـكِ انَـقًـذَنَا لُـوَجُْـه الُـلُُـه. يَــشِــُهدِ الُــلُــُه يَاٌخـيَ انَ مٌنَ الُــصّــبّاحُ حُـتْا الُـانَ يَــحُــرَمٌ ْعـــلُيَـنَـا الاكل غير الماء ''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''' My brother, my first words are: I swear to God that I will not lie to you or deceive you. I am a Yemeni girl displaced from the war. My family and I live in a rented house in Al-Shahrab 20,000 Yemenis among us, and now we owe 60,000 for 3 months. The owner of the house is one of the people who does not have mercy, by God, my brother. He comes every day, insulting us, talking about us, and moving from the house to the street because we were unable to pay him the rent. The neighbors saw us crying and came back.They came back to talk to the neighbors and we were given the weekend. So we made him swear by God. He will take us out into the street. Have mercy on him and us. Our country is due to this war and we do not find food for our day, and my brothers and I live in a difficult life. Our father died, may God have mercy on him, and we have no one in this world who was with us in these harsh circumstances. My younger brothers went out into the street and saw...The neighbors eat and stand at their door in order to give them bread even if they break it. By God, to whom belongs the dominion of the heavens and the earth, they closed the door and expelled them and came back crying. They are dying of hunger. No one has mercy on them and a holiday is returned. I have made a living, and now if one of us helps us with a kilo of flour, I swear to God, I am dying of hunger. My brother, I am an alien to God. Then, I ask you to help me for the sake of God. I ask you, by God, to love goodness and to help me, even if you can, by messaging me on WhatsApp.On this number 00967712414748 and ask for the name of my card and send it and do not be late and may God reward you with all the best, my brothers Sagar, see how they are and help us and save us before they throw us out in the street, you will be lost or we will die of hunger. My family and I ask you, by God, if you are able to help us, do not be late and may God reward you weاπ~π~π~π~÷~ππ~π~^~°÷~π~÷~π~π~π~π،.،،.......|💔💔•💔••_√π==☪️💔••💔•🕋🕋🕋...............🎉😢😢😢😢}}ππ>]🎉😢😢😢😢😢`~~♡♤؛؛؛؛؛؛;;;;;,,,،؛،،🎉😢😢😢😢😢😢~~`♡♤♤؛؛؛؛؛؛؛؛؛؛؛؛؛

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سِالُتتكِ بّالُلُُه 💔الُجْلُيَلُ الُجْبّارَ انَ تْنَقًذَنَا قًبّلُ انَ نَمٌوَتْ مٌنَ شِدِتْ الُجْوَع انَتٌْخيَكِ انَيَ دٌِخلُةِ ْعلُى الُلُُه تْمٌ ْعلُيَكِ انَيَ فَيَ وَجُْهك انَـيَ اخـتْكِ انَـيَ اتْرَجْـاكِ اتْـوَسِـلُ الُـيَـكِ انَـقًـذَنَا لُـوَجُْـه الُـلُُـه. يَــشِــُهدِ الُــلُــُه يَاٌخـيَ انَ مٌنَ الُــصّــبّاحُ حُـتْا الُـانَ يَــحُــرَمٌ ْعـــلُيَـنَـا الاكل غير الماء ( (ا..،.، ..،..،.،.،..،.،..،..،..،..،.،..،..،.،.،..،.،..،.،...،..،..،.،.،..،...،.،.،.،..،.،.،.،..،..،...،.،...،..،...،..،..،.،..،..، ..My appeal to every Muslim, my brother or sister, the owner of the channel, I know that it is not my right to comment on your channel, but God is my witness that our circumstances are harsh and forced me to do this. Please forgive me. My brother, there is still a brotherhood of faith. I asked you for a bag of flour. My brother, we women cannot go out among men. There is still a woman with you. My brother, God has honored you. You are men. We are women. We cannot go out or work like you. My brother, where is the brotherhood of faith in your hearts? We are women. There is no brotherhood, no mercy, no compassion, no humanity. And give good tidings to the patient. It is the greatest hope while waiting for what we want. 𝟬𝟬𝟵𝟲𝟳𝟳𝟴𝟯𝟳𝟯𝟭𝟭𝟲𝟬 '''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''' My Yemeni brothers, my dear brothers, my Arab and Muslim brothers, where are you? I am your sister, an orphan girl from Yemen. My husband and children are young, my mother, and I, my brothers, by God, do not have anything with me. We are poor and needy. We do not have enough food for today. We are displaced by these problems and wars. We rent a house for 15,000 Yemeni riyals per month. We have arrears of 60,000 Yemeni riyals for four months. The owner of the house threatens us that if we do not pay, he will throw us out of the house. And my brothers, we have no power or strength. We do not even have the cost of food. By God, my brothers, the kitchen is empty. There is not even a kilo of rice or a kilo of flour. The gas is off, and firewood is expensive. Most nights, my brothers, we sleep without dinner. And in the cold, we do not even have blankets. It is as if we are in a dark, desolate forest. We do not know where to go or what to do. I was forced to go to KZbin. By God, my heart breaks from shame and my eyes shed tears in order to ask you for help for my family. Weak, you are our hope after God Almighty, my brothers. We are in your care. Do not leave us to suffer from the hardships of a tiring life and to be in pain. 00967783731160 Stand by our side. May God grant you success and happiness and reform your offspring and reward you with good. Do not send me back disappointed, my brothers....،...،..،...،..،.،..،..،..،..،.،..،.،..،..،..،.،..،.،.،..،.،..،...،..،..،..،..،.،..،.،.،...،..،...،.،..،....،😢🎉.،.. ..،..،.🎉😢.،...،..،..،..،.،..،.،..،.... ..،...،...،...... ، ، ، ،،،،،، ..،..،.،........،.،.،..،. .،..،.،.،.... ، ،.........،................ ...................... ... ، ،.، ... .