1. Under his protection the fearful are secure
From a time that was oppressively unjust

2. How not, when he lives for manhood's sake
Amid nations while they toil and fast

3. He is a shrine of righteousness whence gain
In their quests they who seek boons sublime

4. To the destitute he is Egypt's refuge
His heart grieves for them through all time

5. And that for them his high commandment is
His shade at noontide kindly spreads

6. Would that I knew, is the world not aware
That I dwell under his wings midst crowds

7. Why then should I dread him, if he calls me
To battle and places me midst ranks

8. With the Emir's sword beneath his banner
I cleave asunder the skulls of foes

9. And if any horse like mine charges forth
He from harm protects me in the fray

10. Long may he in our age command and be obeyed
Traveling prudently in each role

11. His word prevails, he speaks loftily
Seeking length of days in noble deeds

12. Winning praise from every slave
Who knows the way of thanks and praise