Munajaat Shakeen (Complainers)

بِسْمِ ٱللَّهِ ٱلرَّحْمٰنِ ٱلرَّحِيمِ إِلٰهِي إِلَيْكَ أَشْكُو نَفْساً بِٱلسُّوءِ أَمَّارَةً وَإِلَىٰ ٱلْخَطِيئَةِ مُبَادِرَةً وَبِمَعَاصِيكَ مُولَعَةً وَلِسَخَطِكَ مُتَعَرِّضَةً تَسْلُكُ بِي مَسَالِكَ ٱلْمَهَالِكِ وَتَجْعَلُنِي عِنْدَكَ أَهْوَنَ هَالِكٍ كَثيرَةَ ٱلْعِلَلِ طَويلَةَ ٱلأَمَلِ إِنْ مَسَّهَا ٱلشَّرُّ تَجْزَعْ وَإِنْ مَسَّهَا ٱلْخَيْرُ تَمْنَعْ مَيَّالَةً إِلَىٰ ٱللَّعِبِ وَٱللَّهْوِ مَمْلُوءَةً بِٱلْغَفْلَةِ وَٱلسَّهْوِ تُسْرِعُ بِي إِلَىٰ ٱلْحَوْبَةِ وَتُسَوِّفُنِي بِٱلتَّوْبَةِ إِلٰهِي أَشْكُو إِلَيْكَ عَدُوّاً يُضِلُّنِي وَشَيْطَاناً يُغْوينِي قَدْ مَلأَ بِٱلْوَسْوَاسِ صَدْرِي وَأَحَاطَتْ هَوَاجِسُهُ بِقَلْبِي يُعَاضِدُ لِيَ ٱلْهَوَىٰ وَيُزَيِّنُ لِي حُبَّ ٱلدُّنْيَا وَيَحُولُ بَيْنِي وَبَيْنَ ٱلطَّاعَةِ وَٱلزُّلْفَىٰ إِلٰهِي إِلَيْكَ أَشْكُو قَلْباً قَاسِياً مَعَ ٱلْوَسْوَاسِ مُتَقَلِّباً وَبِٱلرَّيْنِ وَٱلطَّبْعِ مُتَلَبِّساً وَعَيْناً عَنِ ٱلْبُكَاءِ مِنْ خَوْفِكَ جَامِدَةً وَإِلَىٰ مَا تَسُرُّهَا طَامِحَةً إِلٰهِي لاَ حَوْلَ وَلاَ قُوَّةَ إِلاَّ بِقُدْرَتِكَ وَلاَ نَجَاةَ لِي مِنْ مَكَارِهِ ٱلدُّنْيَا إِلاَّ بِعِصْمَتِكَ فَأَسْأَلُكَ بِبَلاغَةِ حِكْمَتِكَ وَنَفَاذِ مَشِيَّتِكَ أَنْ لاَ تَجْعَلْنِي لِغَيْرِ جُودِكَ مُتَعَرِّضاً وَلاَ تُصَيِّرْنِي لِلْفِتَنِ غَرَضاً وَكُنْ لِي عَلَىٰ ٱلأَعْدَاءِ نَاصِراً وَعَلَىٰ ٱلْمَخَازِي وَٱلْعُيُوبِ سَاتِراً وَمِنَ ٱلْبَلاءِ وَاقِياً وَعَنِ ٱلْمَعَاصِي عَاصِماً بِرَأْفَتِكَ وَرَحْمَتِكَ يَا أَرْحَمَ ٱلرَّاحِمِينَ

In the Name of Allah, the All-beneficent, the All-merciful My God, to You I complain of a soul commanding to evil, rushing to offenses, eager to disobey You, and exposing itself to Your anger. It takes me on the roads of disasters, it makes me the easiest of perishing ones before You; many its pretexts, drawn out its expectations; when evil touches it, it is anxious, when good touches it, grudging; inclining to sport and diversion, full of heedlessness and inattention, it hurries me to misdeeds and makes me delay repentance. My God, I complain to You of an enemy who misguides me and a devil who leads me astray. He has filled my breast with tempting thoughts, and his suggestions have encompassed my heart. He supports caprice against me, embellishes for me the love of this world, and separates me from obedience and proximity! My God, to You I complain of a heart that is hard, turned this way and that by tempting thoughts, clothed in rust and the seal, and of an eye too indifferent to weep in fear of You and eagerly seeking that which gladdens it! My God, there is no force and no strength except in Your power, and no deliverance for me from the detested things of this world save through Your preservation. So I ask You by Your far-reaching wisdom and Your penetrating will not to let me expose myself to other than Your munificence and not to turn me into a target for trials! Be for me a helper against enemies, a coverer of shameful things and faults, a protector against afflictions, a preserver against acts of disobedience! By Your clemency and mercy, O Most Merciful of the merciful!