- ʿAbd Allah ibn Muhammad ibn Yahya al-Razi narrated to us; my father narrated to me; from ʿAmr ibn Shumr; from Jabir, the uncle of Abu Jaʿfar; from Jabir ibn ʿAbd Allah, who said:
I heard the Messenger of Allah ﷺ say, “When the bier is hoisted and the deceased is rushed toward his grave, he calls out to those bearing him:
‘Will you not hear me, my brothers? I bring before you the plight of your wretched brother. My enemy deceived me—he drew me on and never let me return. He swore that he was my sincere adviser, but he betrayed me.
I complain to you of a worldly life that beguiled me until I felt at ease with it; then it toppled me.
I complain to you of companions who amused me, filled me with idle hopes, then disowned me and forsook me.
I complain to you of children for whose sake I fought and whom I preferred to myself; they consumed my wealth and then delivered me up.
I complain to you of property from which I withheld Allah’s due—its burden is now upon me while its benefit went to others.
I complain to you of a house on which I spent my treasure ⦗63⦘ but whose residents are now other than I.
I complain to you of the long sojourn in a grave that calls to me: “I am the house of worms, darkness, remoteness, loneliness, constriction, estrangement, torment, and retribution.”
So, my brothers, keep away from me as best you can and beware of what has overtaken me, for I have been given tidings of Hell, of humiliation, and of the wrath of the Mighty, the Compeller.
Alas for what I neglected of my duty to Allah! How long is my ruin! I have neither an intercessor whose plea will be accepted nor an intimate friend. If only I could return once more, I would be among the doers of good.’”
The Prophet added, “The deceased continues to cry out in this manner until he is lowered into his pit.” Whenever Abu Jaʿfar recalled this, he would weep.