Nas Suresi, Nas Suresinin Anlamд±, Tгјrkг§e Meali, Okunuеџu, Arapг§asд±, Sesli Mp3 Dinle, Kul Euzu Birabbi May 2026

بِسْمِ اللّٰهِ الرَّحْمٰنِ الرَّح۪يمِقُلْ اَعُوذُ بِرَبِّ النَّاسِۙ ﴿١﴾ مَلِكِ النَّاسِۙ ﴿٢﴾ اِلٰهِ النَّاسِۙ ﴿٣﴾ مِنْ شَرِّ الْوَسْوَاسِ الْخَنَّاسِۙ ﴿٤﴾ اَلَّذ۪ي يُوَسْوِسُ ف۪ي صُدُورِ النَّاسِۙ ﴿٥﴾ مِنَ الْجِنَّةِ وَالنَّاسِ ﴿٦﴾ Bismillahirrahmânirrahîm. Kul e'ûzu birabbinnâs. Melikinnâs. İlâhinnâs. Min şerril vesvâsil hannâs. Ellezî yuvesvisu fî sudûrinnâs. Minel cinneti vennâs. Nas Suresi Anlamı (Meali) Rahmân ve Rahîm olan Allah'ın adıyla. De ki: Sığınırım insanların Rabbine, İnsanların hükümdarına, İnsanların ilâhına; O sinsi vesvesecinin şerrinden. Ki o, insanların göğüslerine vesvese verir.

One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in bruises of purple and gold, Elian sat finishing a cedar chest. Suddenly, a soft breeze—colder than the rest—crept through his window. Along with it came a faint, rhythmic scratching, like dry leaves skittering on stone. İlâhinnâs

Elian paused. His heart, usually calm, began to race. He looked at his work and suddenly saw flaws where there were none. The wood felt heavy, and the shadows in the corners of his room seemed to stretch like grasping fingers. The whispers grew, weaving through his mind like smoke. Minel cinneti vennâs

بِسْمِ اللّٰهِ الرَّحْمٰنِ الرَّح۪يمِقُلْ اَعُوذُ بِرَبِّ النَّاسِۙ ﴿١﴾ مَلِكِ النَّاسِۙ ﴿٢﴾ اِلٰهِ النَّاسِۙ ﴿٣﴾ مِنْ شَرِّ الْوَسْوَاسِ الْخَنَّاسِۙ ﴿٤﴾ اَلَّذ۪ي يُوَسْوِسُ ف۪ي صُدُورِ النَّاسِۙ ﴿٥﴾ مِنَ الْجِنَّةِ وَالنَّاسِ ﴿٦﴾ Bismillahirrahmânirrahîm. Kul e'ûzu birabbinnâs. Melikinnâs. İlâhinnâs. Min şerril vesvâsil hannâs. Ellezî yuvesvisu fî sudûrinnâs. Minel cinneti vennâs. Nas Suresi Anlamı (Meali) Rahmân ve Rahîm olan Allah'ın adıyla. De ki: Sığınırım insanların Rabbine, İnsanların hükümdarına, İnsanların ilâhına; O sinsi vesvesecinin şerrinden. Ki o, insanların göğüslerine vesvese verir.

One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in bruises of purple and gold, Elian sat finishing a cedar chest. Suddenly, a soft breeze—colder than the rest—crept through his window. Along with it came a faint, rhythmic scratching, like dry leaves skittering on stone.

Elian paused. His heart, usually calm, began to race. He looked at his work and suddenly saw flaws where there were none. The wood felt heavy, and the shadows in the corners of his room seemed to stretch like grasping fingers. The whispers grew, weaving through his mind like smoke.