24فَناداها مِن تَحتِها أَلّا تَحزَني قَد جَعَلَ رَبُّكِ تَحتَكِ سَرِيًّاM. M. PickthallThen (one) cried unto her from below her, saying: Grieve not! Thy Lord hath placed a rivulet beneath thee,