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sparkling like silvery dust.
“
Charge, O Hayzum!
” It was not
clouds flowing over the hills but
Jibra’il [a] on his heavenly steed,
Hayzum, leading a thousand
angels. They had come in the form
of handsome men, with shining
faces and glittering white turbans.
Their spears and swords sparkled
like the rays of the sun as they
raced over the fields of Badr.
“
O Abu Bakr
,” the holy Prophet [s]
said to his beloved Companion,
“
Allah’s victory has come. I can see
Jibra’il charging on his steed
.”
Swift as lightning they pierced into
the heart of the Qurayshi army.
Suddenly, the Muslim soldiers saw
the
kuffar
being flung to the ground,
their heads roling in the dust, the
noses cut off and faces torn to
shreds. Every time a Muslim raised
