1. Walk on, God's work is wondrous wherever you go
And your determined will is aided and ordained

2. You've attained your wish, connected to your desire
Facilitated for your purpose that which eases

3. He who brings back favors has ordained for you
A Lord able to double them and more

4. Good tidings herald your mighty victory
And fortune foretells your manifest conquest

5. Fate has ruled you magnificent, possessing
The kingdom of kings which is dazzled by you

6. The Merciful has decreed you victorious
Vanquishing the party of deviance, making it low

7. Lives were sacrificed for you that you gave life
And through them - not you - disaster's avoided

8. So march on with God's party, protected by Him
As you strive with the efforts so honored

9. In a horde - gather the teeming multitudes
Revolving round the earth's expanse like a sphere

10. The regions throng around it but for a place
Where your foe is captive, swords piercing him

11. A mountain that weighs down even the vast earth
And whose distant gaze is humbled and tired

12. Every stalwart whose soul almost takes flight
At the melody of swords rising higher

13. Armored, their rusty blades like a moon
Eclipsing their Indian swords orbiting under

14. Charging, slaying death itself, as if
Slaves obeying the voice of duty's master

15. A flood heralding victory, lightning within
A raincloud, pouring from it death's disaster

16. Cultured, the swords' truth, as if
A pen empowered by glory's splendor

17. Smoothed leather polished as if
An ocean churning with brilliance and foam

18. Prancing, hearts lead where they prance
And eyes follow to where the eyes lead

19. Galloping, their rhythm seems to say
"Woe to you Ghassanids, you fools misled!"

20. Where's your salvation, with the lion angered
Guardian of the lair, empowered, descended?

21. In armor doubled he came at you
Sword of guidance, banner raised and defended

22. An arrow - if the archers provoke, it strikes true
A sword - if blades cross, it brings ruin

23. A rain - when rains fail, it pours heavy
A moon - when sorrows darken, it illuminates

24. Elevated to the virtues of kings, contending
Guided by the morals encoded within

25. Peerless in qualities beyond measure's comprehending
By prose or verse, their essence lies therein

26. Servant of the Pious King, the one of might and bestowing
On whom hopes rely, and favor poured forth

27. There lies your sharp pair of swords, each
An aide of nation and creed, protecting its worth

28. And preparation for events and citadel
Sheltering from fate's caprice and dearth

29. They've gained eminence of sights and refinement
With them visions and hearts are filled with mirth