فَلَا
تَعۡلَمُ
نَفۡسٞ
مَّآ
أُخۡفِيَ
لَهُم
مِّن
قُرَّةِ
أَعۡيُنٖ
جَزَآءَۢ
بِمَا
كَانُواْ
يَعۡمَلُونَ
١٧

No soul can imagine what delights are kept in store for them as a reward for what they used to do.
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