1. O you in whose contemplation the soul finds peace
And attains what it hopes for in its longing

2. My destiny has aspects that show my misery
So turn your glance away from the majesty of its majestic one

3. You have come to despise my poverty
So you dismissed my worth and forgot the nobility of the noble one

4. Bestow upon your servant what is made easy
For he is in a state that pains the eyes of his intimate one

5. And let wealth reach him, but before his riches
It needs to justify him

6. Do not despise what will revive his spirit in its giving
And kill his anguish

7. Apportion for him from the bounty of your palm his sustenance
And resolve, when you have ample means, to transfer him

8. Restrain your soul’s wings over him, for it
Refuses any kindness less than abundant

9. And forgive him for hastening his rescue
Due to his great need for expediting it

10. Though he would have been more patient than others
Had the wretched known how to gradually introduce it

11. And know—though you are not truly informed—
That intentions refuse disparagement of their meager one

12. Every grant is an aid to the one who requests it
When needed, an adornment for the attainer

13. Not generous is one who bought the sun of glory
And the life of a reputation with the death of its feeble one

14. O You who gives abundantly of wealth
And relieves much before a little

15. So intend the truth of opinion, not injustice of guidance
For you are highest in looking with its beauty

16. And upon you, when we attain our hopes
Is ample deed among mankind and its long one

17. Many who refused a begging hand
So he cast it away in deprivation of his stinginess

18. Sometimes the young man is miserable for his generosity
And sometimes the young man is fortunate for his stinginess