1. O my heart, rejoice! The gloom has passed away
This place and these lights

2. This is the station of my father Al-Lathami
Whose torches the storms and rains could not extinguish

3. This is the station of the Pole, the Sultan of mankind
The cave of the chosen ones, firm and piercing

4. This is Abu Al-Farah, the elect
From the lineage of one whose rocks could not be shaken

5. This is the relief of Al-Badawi, how many
Misfortunes have I overcome through his mere glance

6. A hero, when one in distress calls him
He responds, and in him there is hope

7. How many prisoners burdened by their shackles
Have been surrounded by the infidels' ill omens

8. The earth was too narrow for them until they had
No choice but to flee from that severe distress

9. They called you, O Al-Badawi, save me, for
The horizons and lands have narrowed around me

10. So you rescued them and returned them to their homes
After the home had become so distant for them

11. How many distressed people came to you seeking wealth
Generously, and returned cured of their poverty

12. And how many people were blessed with good fortune
You noticed them and lifted the veil from them

13. My master, your flesh is radiant light
And your station commands awe and dignity

14. Your visitors have beauty and majesty
And through you they take pride over all people

15. I have not come to visit you once
Except that secrets were unveiled to me from you

16. And today I came to you hoping that you would relieve
A great affliction, as your gifts are ever-flowing

17. My pillar, my treasure, my means
My master, whose ancestors were virtuous

18. O Pole of poles, whose grandfather
Was Taha the Bringer of Glad Tidings, the Chosen One

19. May Allah, Lord of the Throne, bless him
As long as suns shine or moons appear

20. And his family and Companions, the guides
Whether night enshrouds or day breaks