1. I lit my fire with dry wood, leaving
No place for my enemies' fires, thanks to your bounty.

2. My wealth was not from profitable trade
Or inherited fortune left to me.

3. But a gift from a blessed Imam
Who filled the land with good, justice and help.

4. I complained to him of the burden of debt, as if
I complained of an elephant, not just a mule foal.

5. When we praised him as was his due,
For he deserved to be praised and lauded,

6. He beamed at me and shook as if
I had shaken a sharp sword in praise.

7. A brother of dawn who never knew avarice
And one so generous could never be impoverished.

8. If past favors to him are mentioned
Honor them when recalled, O hand of gifts.

9. He inherits glory from his father and grandfather
Who left a legacy of glorious, firm-founded glory.

10. He disdained wealth's ignobility in praise
A leader of guidance, as was his habit.

11. How many gifts and favors you have given me,
Vexing absent and present enemies!

12. I will live in praise as long as I live
And never praise those hostile to you.

13. He is clad in glory from his father and grandfather
Who left him a legacy of glorious, firm-founded glory

14. Nobility accompanies him in generosity
Generosity from him without even trying.

15. I asked you for success in what you promised me
And you are one who never breaks his word.

16. You accustomed me that your hand would never cease
To shade me, after preceding hands shaded me.