"So when the trumpet is blown with a single blast, And the earth and the mountains are borne away and crushed with one crash -- On that day will the Event come to pass, And the heaven will be cleft asunder; so that day it will be frail, And the angels will be on its sides. And above them eight will bear that day thy Lord's Throne of Power. On that day you will be exposed to view -- no secret of yours will remain hidden. Then as for him who is given his book in his right hand, he will say: Lo! Read my book. Surely I knew that I should meet my account. So he will be in a life of bliss, In a lofty Garden, Its fruits are near. Eat and drink pleasantly for that which you sent on before in bygone days. And as for him who is given his book in his left hand -- he will say: O would that my book had not been given to me! And I had not known what my account was! O would that (death) had made an end (of me)! My wealth has not availed me. My authority has gone from me. Seize him, then fetter him, Then cast him into the burning Fire, Then insert him in a chain the length of which is seventy cubits. Surely he believed not in Allah, the Great, Nor did he urge the feeding of the poor. Therefore he has nor here this day a true friend, Nor any fond except refuse, Which none but the wrongdoers eat."