قَالَ لَمْ اَكُنْ لِّاَسْجُدَ لِبَشَرٍ خَلَقْتَہٗ مِنْ صَلْصَالٍ مِّنْ حَمَاٍ مَّسْنُوْنٍ۳۳
Qala lam akun liasjuda libasharin khalaqtahu min salsalin min hamain masnoonin
"How could I bow," said he, "before a mortal whom You created from fermented clay dried tingling hard?"