1. Leave thoughts aside, and have patience, for time has its calamities
Which pass away, and how often have I said they would disappear

2. If crisis grows more and hardship multiplies
Its misfortunes spread, and disasters become widespread

3. Space grows tight with the shock of destiny’s blow
And for the weak slave its ways grow narrow

4. In the doors of the Prophet's children there is hope
For one burdened with care though his kin be far

5. They are the greatest blessing, the aid for humanity
They are the rain, though its clouds are absent

6. They are the lofty aid, they are the sweet water
That is scented by divine musk for its drinker

7. They are the noble Kaaba, the veil and purity
They are the sublime sanctuary made mighty by its side

8. They are the rope for seekers in every destination
They are the sea, though its wonders cannot be counted

9. They are the bare blade, though its edge is not sheathed
They are treasure, though none are deprived of it

10. They are the praised star, in earth and sky
They are the horizon though its planets are not dimmed

11. They are the house, home of security, glory and piety
And the unseen soldiers have encircled its sides

12. They are the trustees, knowers of their Lord
And His gifts have spread over them

13. They are the intimates, annexed to their grandfather
And in their home glories and virtues unfold

14. They are the supernal temple in every assembly
Its curiosities recount and narrate its wonders

15. They are the Qaf of nearing God, the Sin of the guidance by which
The battalions of the Prophet were covered in light

16. They are the party, God's party, the party helped
Through which religion lasts, though the weak assail it

17. They are the standard embellished by the hand of the unseen
In a divine scripture sanctified by its writer

18. They are the lofty standard on the forehead of elevation
And in the depth of the earth its cords took root

19. They are a hidden, mysterious argument's mount
To the King and Kingdom its results marched

20. They are the brilliant moon, the sun and morning glow
They are the dawn, though its darkness was dispelled

21. They are the soul of the universe, rather the light of its eye
Through them its east and west are ennobled

22. I take refuge in them, though woe has wasted my heart
With sadness and burning grief overwhelming it

23. My back is bent by my sin and stumbling
And my strength is twisted by my anguish's ships

24. The book of my deeds is adorned with mistakes
And its faults have increased beyond counting

25. I have reached an age whose cares are immense
And whose time accompanies no companion

26. A time in which I am like a stranger to its people
And whoever is not content with it, desiring more

27. My heart is stripped of it, though my troubles
Have confused me since its mold was prosperous

28. Oh my pain from a putrid corpse's care
And my weariness from a doctrine I'm departing

29. Playing with a time that does not end
Futilely, so what game is this?

30. My writer deems my deeds and my misfortune
And my shame before my Maker when I address Him

31. Oh children of Zahra, by the sanctity of your grandfather
Aid a slave restricted by his misfortunes

32. Be generous with compassion and grant him with a breath
Thereby you protect what is best of his faults

33. Say to him, "You are one of us, so do not fear"
For his fears have multiplied from what has shocked him

34. You are the firm fortress, and your support is ample
And how many poor have your desires encompassed?

35. From the unseen for you is a caller. Are you not your Lord's
Light from God that does not fade in its cords?

36. So stand for a weak, humble pauper
Whose loved ones and friends have grown distant

37. Upon you is God's peace. How good is your remembrance
To a loving mind. In you the absent is present

38. And your attributes are not confined in my heart's tablet
So my heart and its drink have been sweetened through it