1. O Hameed, though fate did not bestow on you riches
Except to make you solely reliant on subtle wisdoms

2. I congratulate you that no hand has favored you
Beside the Most High's, and that you were not surrendered to tribulation

3. And that your gratitude is observed with a knowing
Other than what was diminished or twisted for you

4. And how can one diminish he who became devoted and has
None but the noble face of righteousness to turn to

5. I mean the Most High who in no era
Faltered from reaching the epitome nor was deficient

6. A young man purified from lewdness
Bent on cultivating the most virtuous traits

7. How many slips by the most pious were saved
After he said I am not one to slip

8. And fate bit with its fangs instead of gently
In ways that bring death and with its lips not softly

9. So may God reward him in this world and the next
With a remembrance that when all else is forgotten will not perish

10. O you who doubt, when his virtues are listed
Suffices you what the Best of Protectors has already established