1. In praise of Mustafa, hearts come alive,
Sins and misdeeds are forgiven,

2. And I hope through him to live happily,
And find him, no troubles upon me.

3. A prophet perfect in every trait,
His virtues made him the Beloved,

4. Remembrance of him relieves our sorrows,
When misfortunes descend upon us.

5. His praises increase the heart's longing,
As if they were adornment and perfume,

6. I remember him when darkest night looms,
My worries then begin to disperse.

7. I described some of his beautiful traits,
Not knowing if I praise or relate ancestry,

8. Who can I see smiling from him,
Gladdening the grieving heart.

9. As if his words are fresh blossoms,
Borne by branches of sweetest scent,

10. My eye for seeing him yearns,
My heart for his mention leaps.

11. He took position of two bow lengths apart,
No intruder or watcher was there,

12. His prophetic positions, none other attained,
No human or angel any share.

13. A heart expansive, the universe too narrow,
For all that chest contained, so very vast,

14. In sitting or standing he renews for me,
My fervor, the teacher, and preacher.

15. To people he gives knowledge apportioned,
As a doctor gives medicines appropriate,

16. Hearts seek light guided by him,
As the lost seeks the sea to navigate.

17. Through him suns of knowledge appeared,
Dawns that do not set or disappear,

18. Taught us piety, cleaving for us,
What was veiled by darkness and fear.

19. His nature, gifts without any effort,
Far apart gifts and any earnings,

20. Refined by God's light, nothing like,
Morals disciplined by an adroit human.

21. Manners of prophethood, miracles they are,
How can an elegant man acquire them?

22. Pure of blood and placenta they came,
Just like pure milk they were.

23. We heard revelation explicit from him,
Like a maiden aloof in her tent,

24. No word or deed with any dishonor,
Or desire tainted they present.

25. By passions, pursuits and creeds differ,
Peoples and sects divide and separate,

26. When that rain became a torrent in flood,
The strange foam rose over it great.

27. Do not ascribe any doubt to God's word,
In your Lord's word no cause for distrust,

28. If enemies impute faults unto him,
The dispraise of critics is the fault.

29. Differing from Moses and Jesus' nations,
None of them to their Creator humbly bowed,

30. Some worshipped the calf, astray they went,
Others were tried by the crucifix.

31. Rabbis say he has a resemblance,
Monks say for him there is a substitute,

32. Muhammad is truly a messenger of truth,
Self-sufficient in his prophecy and lineage.

33. Trustworthy, truthful, righteous, devout,
Knowledgeable, glorious, guiding and passionate,

34. He shows you in pleasure and anger a face,
Radiance and frowns with it alternate.

35. By his face the prayer niche illuminates at night,
In daylight by it darkness dissipates,

36. He surpasses all prophets preceding,
As the noble hero is prominent.

37. They gave him success as a child,
Youths and elders of disbelievers bore witness,

38. But when he came to them with the truth they turned away,
Amazing, the disbelief of them.

39. His way is a straight path,
No difficult detours trouble us,

40. Hold fast to it, for it has a book,
At which hearts gaze enviously.

41. It supersedes past scriptures,
None can supersede it anytime,

42. Did you not see him challenging openly,
None responding with clear proof?

43. The beautiful covering was unveiled for us by him,
Secrets of beauty by him disclosed,

44. The moon split open in witness to him,
Mountains and beasts spoke eloquently.

45. The palm trunk inclined toward him affectionately,
Responding to his call dutifully,

46. Branches of trees prostrated to him,
Why doesn’t the fledgling believe certainly?

47. Many a supplication made grants wishes,
The barren land quakes by them movingly,

48. An army was fed by the milk of a sheep,
Returning them to prosperous living.

49. An insane man came to him and regained sanity,
We did not have to tailor robes for him,

50. No brackish water was met but turned sweet,
Improved in taste instantly.

51. An eye lost sight but returned seeing,
As it was before, vision restored completely,

52. A dead town crier devoid of spirit,
Was revived, concerns for him dispelled.

53. The mouth of one aged an extremely long life,
Passed away while youthfulness persisted,

54. Palm trees fruited in less than a year,
Amazing the hardy old palms.

55. Solomon paid off debts that burdened him,
None but he could pay such amounts,

56. From palm branches he fashioned a sword,
Called Saber although branches were plaited.

57. Thabir smiled with joy at the news,
Swaying as if a branch in the wind,

58. He repelled the elephants and their armies,
Birds and winds they could not withstand.

59. A horseman was defeated by water and fire,
The water receded and flames extinguished,

60. He brandished his sword at the people of Aad,
A day when strong winds felled them.

61. The Prophet advanced with sword drawn,
Raiding the sleeping enemy boldly,

62. Abu Jahl's camel bellowed at him,
In place of shouts, groans emitted.

63. Fiery meteors were launched as guards,
Burning trails etched into the dark gloom,

64. I have not seen miracles like his mention,
Every person of heart rushes to him.

65. His signs cannot be counted in number,
My pursuits cannot attain their limit,

66. I attempted to count waves of an ocean,
Its pouring rain never ceases to give.

67. Its clouds bestow while never dissipating,
Its sea surges while never depleted,

68. Separation from his lightning flashes pains you,
His piercing pearls barrage you.

69. A prophet guided us to God through them,
If his merits are recounted, types abound,

70. He informed his successors of unseen matters,
Nothing he predicts is faulted or unreliable.

71. He did not write the book nor recite it,
That faultfinders in his message doubt,

72. Through him they gained honor over past nations,
All of them persons of repute.

73. None of their leaders compares to our commander,
Nor any of their prominent ones to our champion,

74. As if for them our scholar was a prophet,
Creation responds to his call dutifully.

75. Obligations were prescribed for us,
More difficult than their supererogations,

76. Burdens are not multiplied,
Except when necks or hearts have hardened.

77. When the disbelievers were Stubborn,
The sword arbitrated decisively,

78. They alleged examples of donkeys,
While each of us equals a thousand of them.

79. Our scholars are nothing but swords,
Polished, no setting suns for them,

80. Stalwarts, none among them complained,
Of a fateful day, ominous and grim.

81. Clear water tempted them not,
Nor fertile pastureland's appeal,

82. No eyelids slumbered nights for them,
No gentle winds caressed them to sleep.

83. Every fiery spirited son of Heyja,
Yearns for skulls like a lover held dear,

84. From the she-wolf's fang his palm is stained,
From her blood his hand rubicund appears.

85. Squadrons pour forth when he attacks,
Like the sliding sand dune flows the brave,

86. To the paths of death through him,
Marches perpetually the creeping ant.

87. He aims for the lofty summits against the foe,
Returning plundered, devoid of robes,

88. His onslaughts like necklaces with continuity,
Nothing but war interrupts the stream.

89. Before his spear the Byzantine cowers,
Whenever he confirms it is the crucifix,

90. He reddens his sword in the napes,
Fearing it would be said of it, faded.

91. By night his tear never dries,
His heart concealed from all that's hidden,

92. Messenger of God, the plea of one remorseful,
His conscience for shortcomings perturbed.

93. He apologized for old age though vigorous,
The chill of youth still pounding within,

94. No reproach to one who rose to laud,
Virtues with no flaws next to them.

95. You called on him in every dilemma that pained,
In every misfortune that struck recurrently,

96. For every sin whose darkness on earth narrowed,
Though its expanse was so very vast.

97. He observes what his hands have earned,
Weeping over it as the watcher weeps,

98. How can a disobedient one be guided aright,
When every major sin he blithely leaps?

99. His tongue repents from every sin,
But his heart from it does not repent,

100. Your gifts request of him eulogy,
And praise most befits the benevolent.

101. I am tempted by the call to propose,
Incumbent upon me always is his command,

102. I said to the one encouraging me in it,
Perhaps in his love you and I have a bond.

103. You have directed my heart to passion,
So my arrow and your arrow both hit their mark,

104. By Mustafa's generosity our hands extend,
No hands extended to him are disappointed.

105. His intercession for us and every sinner,
Is proportional to the extent of sins,

106. He is pouring rain, dew and knowledge,
I was ignorant, and who is pouring rain?

107. May God's peace and blessings be upon him,
No clouds have journeyed, settled, or pitched tent,