وَأُحِيطَ

بِثَمَرِهِۦ

فَأَصۡبَحَ

يُقَلِّبُ

كَفَّيۡهِ

عَلَىٰ

مَآ

أَنفَقَ

فِيهَا

وَهِيَ

خَاوِيَةٌ

عَلَىٰ

عُرُوشِهَا

وَيَقُولُ

يَٰلَيۡتَنِي

لَمۡ

أُشۡرِكۡ

بِرَبِّيٓ

أَحَدٗا

٤٢

And so it was: his fruit was completely destroyed, and there he was, wringing his hands over what he had invested in it, as it drooped on its trellises, and saying, ‘I wish I had not set up any partner to my Lord.’