1. No, by the camels that roam the desert,
Traversing the sands of Zarud relentlessly,

2. Dyeing the pebbles white with their droppings,
Hot dung that almost crumbles the solidified sand.

3. Never before have we seen she-camels
Bearing in their bellies lion cubs.

4. So mentioning is a virtue, and the virtuous are imams,
Chanting while bowing down and prostrating in prayer.

5. Some faces seemed black amongst the sand dunes,
As white faces peered through the mirages.

6. Like ostrich eggs scattered in the camel litters,
Their cheeks scraping the ground as they bowed down in prayer.

7. Wrapping their turbans around their heads,
And donning robes over their riding camels.

8. Until they reached Prophet Muhammad,
They laid their faces upon pebbles and sand.

9. They came to him in multitudes, not just a few,
Only their foreheads and cheeks visible as they prostrated.

10. As if they were swords unsheathed for battle,
On the day of battle they had cast off their scabbards.

11. They sought blessing by kissing the soil
Of the best of mankind, who vanquished misguidance and affirmed God's Oneness.

12. May God send blessings upon him, for as long as
The stars shine at night and the dawn brings daylight.

13. As if they had drunk wine from clustered grapes,
The finest clusters for the finest throats.

14. Araq of the Sarafeer distilled by the skillful hands
Of the wine-mixer into perfect beads.

15. With its flowing, the cupbearer sets the lute aflame,
And with his singing, the crooner sets the lute strings aquiver.

16. As if the camel litter were challenging with praise of the Honorable,
The Glorious Faith, traversing the desert lands.

17. O Prince Asam, your hand is accustomed to
Stroking with its palm and giving with its back.

18. And your white hands ward off from your people
The clutches of calamities, dark as the night.

19. Have you built a house, tell us, or is it Paradise
That God has granted you, eternal and forever?

20. Its walls are solid gold and its water
Is melted pearls for those who visit it.

21. As if the oranges in its orchards
Offer gifts of citrus fruits from laden boughs.

22. As if its branches are banquet tables
Bent by the weight of succulent fruit.

23. As if its marble is running water,
Flowing, unable to remain still.

24. As if the oranges are a raging fire
Whose flames the green leaves cannot hide.

25. A house joy has made its rounds,
While palaces pale in comparison, as do city walls.

26. How many straits have you rescued your people from,
When ravenous wolves besieged them as lambs?

27. Their heads were ripe fruit and their spear handles
Were blossoming branches and polished lances.

28. You have raised a star in the sky that rivals
Saad al-Su'ud, and you have remained always fortunate.

29. So your enemies see it as Saad the Slaughterer,
A deceitful backstabber and turncoat.

30. With Ajlun Castle you threatened your enemies,
A fortress whose height and prominence exhausted their climb.

31. Had it not been for your munificence in desolate places,
The destitute would have perished in their days.

32. You upheld the rights of orphans and widows,
When no generosity could be found.

33. You drove away the armored horseman amidst the fray
On the tumultuous day of clamorous thunder.

34. My Master, Glory of the Faith, a loyal man's prayer
Continually bestows upon you new praise.

35. Hear a panegyric, which when I recite it amongst the people,
Puts the servants in awe of their masters.

36. Weighty yet gentle, transcending in eloquence,
It surpasses Labid in pedestrian verse.

37. You, whom Sword of the Faith and the days
Have appointed as heir to the crown and throne.

38. You, who have never betrayed a Sultan
Or broken a vow or neglected a promise.

39. You have watered Taybah with the most pristine water,
Surpassing even the sweet, cool water of Al-Uthayb.

40. Receive glad tidings of drinking from the Basin,
When you are given drink by the Prince of the Faithful himself.

41. You have left a memory that is sweet in this world
And in the next, where the Prophet will bear witness.

42. I swear, if the Imam were to attempt
To add to your virtues, he would not be able to.

43. Glory escapes description, though words try to capture it,
And God who initiates and repeats, is the Healer.

44. So your Lord has clothed you in the garment of wellbeing,
To bring you joy, though it vexes the envious.

45. When you are well to us, all will be well,
And we will celebrate the recovery of your foot.

46. A foot with which you strove and circumambulated
Noble Mecca, so your striving remains praiseworthy.