1. The tribe of Tha'labah, come forth,
For the lion has resolved to attack.

2. You were struck by the son of Harithah -
The Messenger of God when he shot his arrows.

3. You claimed he was lost and confused,
Not knowing which way to go.

4. Souls took flight before his vanguard,
Inflamed with anxiety and alarm.

5. How excellent a brother of battle is Zaid,
When serious, he charges ahead.

6. He attacks the pool recklessly,
Protecting his sword and banner.

7. Their group turned and fled, scattered,
And had they met him, they wouldn't have survived.

8. How wretched the group whose strength
Betrayed them, and wretched what they claimed!

9. The son of Harithah felt for him
But found no trace or track.

10. He crept into his hiding places
So that his existence was as if naught.

11. Come, come O Zaid!
Come with the sheep and goats!

12. Hold back, people! Did they seek
Aught but what frustrates aspirations?

13. They went after him while he went on,
Dragging his sword ahead.

14. They did not catch him though they struggled,
Nor did they gain any spoils.

15. Hold back, worshipers of idols!
For God has judged.

16. You were content with oppressing yourselves,
So He punished you when you did no wrong.