1. Leave frivolous talk and sensual delight,
No more roaming to pasture or abandoned camp.

2. Raise your voice at dawn amidst the valleys,
With a singer enchanting the camels.

3. Sing the praise of the best of earth's kings,
Say he is peerless everywhere in every realm.

4. The just king, the blessed ruler, deserves more
Than poems of yearning from singers and minstrels.

5. He whose deeds through time have been guided
By the ways of past folk in the early days.

6. His state through the justice of his reign has thrived
To tower aloft over other realms.

7. In it pace Abu Bakr in his faith,
And the justice of Abi Hafs and the might of Ali.

8. In him we have seen the kings of earth as one king
Or better yet seen God's servants in one man.

9. Clemency is his nature despite his mighty rule,
In it is found the easy temper and forbearance.

10. Gentle of person, fierce against foes in the fray,
In his reign he unites agreeableness and sternness.

11. With his munificence he showers steeds as arrows
On the day of battle and white blades and brown.

12. His awe of bearing could almost in the clash of arms
Save him from need of blades and armored jackets.

13. His foes know no safety in this world and no
Allies of his pass the night feeling secure.

14. He has honed religion into a naked blade
With a cutting edge sharper than death itself.

15. When he unsheathes it against enemies in the fray
He is swiftest among them to deal fatal blows.

16. The marches have in him a courageous rider, a valiant knight
Leading sorties, not to mention other brave cavaliers.

17. The pillars of his kingdom through his governance are made firm
Since he united its factions competently with no flaw.

18. He sends back the messengers of earth's kings confounded,
No words however eloquent can equal the envoys.

19. They saw a lion in his coat of mail,
Belligerent, voracious in word and deed.

20. They saw one who repulses all the unrighteous
Baring his teeth with indignant rage.

21. Donning a well-wrought coat of mail while his heart
Wears over it an unpierced armor.

22. His palm, the sea recoils from it, in it a stream flows,
In the tumult a fire kindled by flaming brands.

23. His coat of mail is like a pool ruffled by
The breeze but no raindrops can penetrate it.

24. When he couched his lance it pierced deep
On the day of battle goring the hero's insides.

25. His bow thunders news crying out
Of its own and others' deepest passions.

26. As if its twanging voice whirring announced
That the horsemen are panicking in headlong flight.

27. O you who hope for good, set your course toward him,
You will find a king making good on your hopes.

28. His days ever increase in goodness and bounty,
As if Islam itself in its diverse sects.

29. His sons, the prey of his munificence, clouds
Of rain, and lions in acts of mighty import.

30. All their days are like brides when
They show themselves to us in ornament and finery.

31. They are the adornment of the kingdom, may they endure,
Without them the kingdom would be in default.