“I have never revealed this secret, but I perceived that you are its vessel, so I have allowed you to see its first light. Keep it folded within you until God grants leave for it to appear, for God will assuredly bring His command to fulfillment. In the hidden Scripture and the preserved knowledge that we have kept for ourselves and denied to all others, I find news of tremendous import and grave consequence—honour in life and nobility in death for humanity at large, for your tribe entirely, and for you in particular.”
ʿAbd al-Muṭṭalib replied, “O King, one such as you gladdens and does good; may the dwellers of the tents ransom you, throng after throng.”
He answered, “When a male child is born in Tihāmah, a boy with a mark between his shoulders, sovereignty shall be his, and through him leadership shall be yours until the Day of Resurrection.”
ʿAbd al-Muṭṭalib said, “May you be spared every reproach! I have returned with the finest gift ever brought back by an envoy. Were it not for the awe, reverence, and respect I owe the king, I would beg him for further tidings to increase my joy.”
Ibn Dhī Yazan continued, “This is precisely the time in which he will be born—or perhaps he has already been born—and his name is Muḥammad. His father and mother will die, and his grandfather and uncle will rear him. We have foretold his birth many times; God will raise him openly and appoint for him helpers from among us by whom He will honour His friends and humble His enemies. Through them he will ward people off from ignominy and lay claim to the choicest parts of the earth. He will smash idols, extinguish fires, worship the Most Merciful, and rout Satan. His word is decisive, his judgment just. He commands what is right and practices it; he forbids what is wrong and abolishes it.”
ʿAbd al-Muṭṭalib exclaimed, “O King, may your fortune be exalted, your station raised, your realm endure, and your life be prolonged. Would the king now favour me with greater clarity? A measure of light has already dawned upon me.”
Ibn Dhī Yazan swore, “By the House with its veils and by the signs upon the markers, you, O ʿAbd al-Muṭṭalib, are indeed his grandfather—this is no lie.”
ʿAbd al-Muṭṭalib fell prostrate. He was told, “Raise your head; be at ease and your cause uplifted. You have sensed something of what I have disclosed.”
He said, “O King, I had a son whom I loved dearly. I married him to a noblewoman of his people, Āminah daughter of Wahb. She bore a boy whom I named Muḥammad. His father and mother died, and I—together with his uncle—have taken him into our care.”
Ibn Dhī Yazan said, “What I have told you will occur exactly as I said. Guard your grandson and beware of the Jews, for they are his enemies, though God will never grant them power over him. Conceal what I have shared from the men who came with you; I fear that jealousy might seize them at the thought of the leadership becoming yours, and they might seek for him—”