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The Grave Isn’t Scary, My Deeds Are | Heart-Touching Sad Nasheed

The grave is dark… but that’s not what scares us. What scares us is what we bring with us. This heart-touching sad nasheed is a reminder that small deeds matter, kindness matters, and sincere repentance can change our ending. Helping an old woman cross the road may seem small in the dunya, but with Allah, nothing done sincerely is ever small. This nasheed is for anyone who feels heavy with sins, tired of themselves, afraid of the grave, yet still hopeful in the mercy of Allah ﷻ. No music. No instruments. Only voice, pain, regret… and hope. “The grave isn’t scary… my deeds are.” May this be a reminder before we are reminded by the earth itself. 🕊️ Message of the Nasheed • Fear of meeting Allah with unfinished tawbah • Power of small good deeds • Regret over delayed salah and neglected obedience • Hope in Allah’s mercy even at our lowest point 📝 Full Lyrics INTRO (whispered) Ya Allah… I’m not afraid of the grave… I’m afraid of what I’m taking with me… VERSE 1 They talk about darkness under the ground, But my heart shakes without a sound. Not the soil, not the narrow place, It’s my sins I fear to face. I knew the truth, I heard the call, Still I chose the dunya over it all. I smiled outside, inside I broke, I delayed my prayers like it was a joke. PRE-CHORUS It’s not the night that frightens me, It’s my life replaying endlessly. Not the silence beneath the stone, But my deeds sitting there alone. CHORUS The grave isn’t scary… my deeds are. The steps I took when I went too far. Every prayer I pushed away, Every tear I refused to pray. If tonight was my final breath, Would my life prepare me for death? Ya Allah, I’m standing bare… The grave isn’t scary… my deeds are. VERSE 2 They’ll wash my body, clean and white, But who will wash my sins that night? They’ll wrap me up and walk away, While my deeds are the ones that stay. My phone goes silent, my name will fade, My house, my plans, the life I made. Only actions sit by my head, When every living soul has fled. BRIDGE (spoken du‘a) Ya Rabb… I’m weak, I’m tired, I’m full of regret. I fall again… but I haven’t left. If You close Your door, where will I go? If You forgive me… I still have hope. FINAL CHORUS (hopeful tears) The grave isn’t scary… my deeds are. But Your mercy is greater, Ya Ghaffar. One sincere tear, one honest plea, Can rewrite what waits for me. Before the grave teaches me the truth, Ya Allah… teach my heart now too. Change my end, clean my care— The grave isn’t scary… my deeds are. OUTRO (fade) Ya Allah… Let my best deeds be the ones I haven’t done yet.