إِنَّمَا أَشْكُو بَثِّي وَحُزْنِي إِلَى اللَّهِ وَأَعْلَمُ مِنَ اللَّهِ مَا لَا تَعْلَمُونَ
Innama ashku baththi wa huzni ilallah, wa a'lamu minallahi ma la ta'lamun
I only complain of my anguish and grief to Allah, and I know from Allah that which you do not know.
Ya'qub (AS) said this after losing Yusuf and then Binyamin — decades of grief, with people telling him to stop crying until he went blind. Yet he never complained to anyone but Allah. The second half — "I know from Allah what you do not know" — reveals that Ya'qub never lost hope. He had an inner certainty that Yusuf was alive, a knowledge from Allah that others could not see. This is not stoicism — he wept until his eyes turned white. But his complaints were directed upward, never sideways. There is a difference between complaining to people about Allah, and complaining to Allah about your situation. True tawakkul weeps freely but only before the right Audience.
Related Du'as
حَسْبُنَا اللَّهُ وَنِعْمَ الْوَكِيلُ
Allah is sufficient for us, and He is the best Disposer of affairs.
Sahihاللَّهُمَّ رَحْمَتَكَ أَرْجُو فَلَا تَكِلْنِي إِلَى نَفْسِي طَرْفَةَ عَيْنٍ وَأَصْلِحْ لِي شَأْنِي كُلَّهُ لَا إِلَٰهَ إِلَّا أَنْتَ
O Allah, it is Your mercy that I hope for, so do not leave me to myself even for the blink of an eye, and set right all of my affairs. There is no deity except You.
Hasanاللَّهُمَّ لَا سَهْلَ إِلَّا مَا جَعَلْتَهُ سَهْلًا وَأَنْتَ تَجْعَلُ الْحَزْنَ إِذَا شِئْتَ سَهْلًا
O Allah, nothing is easy except what You make easy, and You can make difficulty easy if You wish.
Sahihاللَّهُمَّ إِنِّي عَبْدُكَ ابْنُ عَبْدِكَ ابْنُ أَمَتِكَ نَاصِيَتِي بِيَدِكَ مَاضٍ فِيَّ حُكْمُكَ عَدْلٌ فِيَّ قَضَاؤُكَ أَسْأَلُكَ بِكُلِّ اسْمٍ هُوَ لَكَ سَمَّيْتَ بِهِ نَفْسَكَ أَوْ عَلَّمْتَهُ أَحَدًا مِنْ خَلْقِكَ أَوْ أَنْزَلْتَهُ فِي كِتَابِكَ أَوِ اسْتَأْثَرْتَ بِهِ فِي عِلْمِ الْغَيْبِ عِنْدَكَ أَنْ تَجْعَلَ الْقُرْآنَ رَبِيعَ قَلْبِي وَنُورَ صَدْرِي وَجَلَاءَ حُزْنِي وَذَهَابَ هَمِّي
O Allah, I am Your servant, the son of Your servant, the son of Your maidservant. My forelock is in Your hand. Your command over me is forever executed, and Your decree over me is just. I ask You by every Name belonging to You — which You have named Yourself with, or revealed in Your Book, or taught any of Your creation, or kept in the knowledge of the unseen with You — that You make the Quran the spring of my heart, the light of my chest, the departure of my grief, and the relief of my anxiety.
Sahih