1. For you, swords have become useless,
So sheathe them, and live honorably for us.

2. You have become the light that illuminates all,
A high mountain, an ever-flowing spring.

3. If your palm granted wishes to supplicants,
We would have found ample excuses.

4. O jewel of time, o flower of youth,
You attained glory and splendor early on.

5. How much honor and nobility you have
That highlight your virtuous qualities.

6. Your principles are firm against enemies, so if
You brandish your sword for glory, you will triumph.

7. Yahya continues to revive us with his favors,
Distributing graciousness abundantly.

8. A chest that sends back envoys full of praise
To him, carrying gifts and friendship.

9. A towering mountain of vast knowledge,
An ocean brimming over when stirred.

10. He pardoned all people entirely,
While they wronged him and plotted.

11. He distributed his gathered wealth
Freely around his court in throngs.

12. Seekers have become accustomed to his generosity,
And to the fruits always found at his door.

13. Braver than one whose white fingers
Wield a sword, stirring conflict.

14. You see allegiance to him intimate,
While others seem to him mere rumors.