وَٱلْعَـٰدِيَـٰتِضَبْحًۭا١

By the racers, panting,¹

And the producers of sparks [when] striking¹

And the chargers at dawn,¹

Stirring up thereby [clouds of] dust,

Arriving thereby in the center¹ collectively,

Indeed mankind, to his Lord, is ungrateful.

And indeed, he is to that a witness.¹

And indeed he is, in love of wealth, intense.

But does he not know that when the contents of the graves are scattered

And that within the breasts is obtained,¹

Indeed, their Lord with them, that Day, is [fully] Aware.¹