1. O Lord, bless the Chosen One from Mudar
Who came to us with good tidings, a harbinger

2. Soaring to the Najdi fever, hastening,
Like lightning urging earnest travel and journey

3. And leader of the caravan in the desert, hastening
While you led your caravan with virility and youth

4. O leader, mixer of mounts
And one of passion and ecstasy, hastening

5. This which I feared I would endure
And the eyelids knew the hatred of sleep and wakefulness

6. O good comfort, what is this aloofness when you
Learned to occupy the mind and thought

7. This is my insides while I am the honest land in what
I said, so wonder at the downpour in you of a river

8. So do not blame me for what was said extemporaneously
And look to my love, for lovers are righteous

9. If fate made happy with the beloved, then joy
And I attained all purpose, happiness and triumph

10. A full moon in its phases appeared
To onlookers in every wondrous and considered matter

11. And every beauty so a part of its beauties
Surpassing people and the sparkle of brilliant stars

12. And the sun from its evident face rising
Where are the piercing stars in the spheres and the moon

13. And if the lips smile, wonder was devoid
Dawn gleamed and in it strung like pearls

14. In it beauty of charm, etiquette
Glances, amorousness, then eyelashes and maidens

15. Passion showed me when I did not find intimacy
Nor a friend to replace my gloom

16. Whose aloofness sparked fires in my gut
And severity on him in which my innermost being roared

17. What good is my thinking well of him
When the enemy triumphs, my disputing gazes

18. I hope for your benevolence, then I, the evildoer
Content with the acts of sin, covering myself

19. I confessed thus proven, not wrongly
That I am that wrongdoer, evil in conduct

20. And I have no concerns but to indulge or
Seize blood from vanity and nonsense

21. Weep in regret, but goodness in conclusion, when
Death comes - O my provisions and my burial shroud!

22. Behold my insides complaining of what my hands reaped
As most of the sin - the heart from it broken

23. Be my savior from the pain that still commands me
And from the enemy of self, peering, scattered

24. So there is no burden on the generous and bountiful
If he grants the wish of his beseecher rain

25. Bless the Chosen One and his family, his companions
Through them wishes are attained, O Lord, and ease

26. Those who openly took the path of God and strove
In God the right striving, it was agreed

27. And repelled polytheism until it became low
With the shooting of the whites then the bow and arrow

28. The green did not remain, nor the dusty, better than
The Prophet's companions, except for accounts in reports

29. And he singled him out with the best proof and miracle
And came with the truth, signs and verses

30. By his life the Judge, our Creator swore
In the light - the revelation of the Criterion - pouring

31. And transcended the veils and seven layers likewise
Saw God with the eye of heart and sight

32. And attained knowledge, morals and position
Not coveted, by God, to humans

33. And in speaking attained from Him wished
Bliss with all hearing and sight

34. And guided people to the straight religion came
With authentic narrative that came in reports

35. I asked You, O Master of granting, generously
O Remover of sorrow and afflictions, and harm

36. By this term and family and progeny
Inspire from You in night's darkness at dawn

37. An honor I hope from You, truly an honor
And from You light, and in the Gardens a river

38. With the elite, God's folk of fervor
Even if I am not worthy, I am vigilant

39. For He is succor and savior of people from Hellfire
Prophet Taha for the momentous day stored

40. So Taha's generosity is abundant, hoped for ever
Like pouring rain that never ceases descending

41. And He is the hoped for in every distress
And all evasion, poverty and despair

42. From His grace the messengers and angels draw
And His path illuminated in nomad and urban lands

43. So how much tyranny of doubt did he eliminate, volunteering
And so with tyranny upon us like the cutting sword

44. From love of him melted my body and confusion overcame me
And settled ecstasy, affliction and this depression

45. Like the nurtured fawn that contained
On every side splendid beauty and forms

46. With his secret I did not divulge and passion inflamed in
My sides and blackness of heart ruptured

47. My people, at the winding of intimacies, count
Benevolence and pardon always, my masters

48. How many mothers befell good fortune and attained
How much praise and honor in refinement and influence

49. So strive for me with what enriches and makes me happy
And let me drink from You pouring of the cup

50. And prayers, opening, and fortune from You that includes me
Embracing and stringing with the people's pride

51. A purpose from You, with the people of union I see
In a state You beautified, a condition with the All-Seeing

52. And from You my aim, request and purpose so no
Zayd and Amr and say in the plain and fertile land

53. Bless, O Lord, on the Chosen One for as long as
A sun rose and descendants of roses and seeds

54. Or Hashim drowned me saying, arranging
Praise and most wondrously in You hastening

55. Soaring to the Najdi fever, hastening
Like lightning urging earnest travel and journey