1. My sins, though many, my patience is true,
And my soul and chest are burdened and heavy too,

2. My tears flow steadily in harmony,
While my heart is restless, anxious and worried.

3. Oh how my eyelids ache from the tears,
Oh how my insides burn from embers and fears.

4. My tears cannot extinguish my heart's blazing fire,
Even if they flowed like a thousand seas entire.

5. Yet I see myself a slave of desire,
Tempted by the devil and sin to acquire.

6. I have no escape from my transgressions,
No refuge from my flaws and imperfections.

7. Old age brings no dignity or grace,
No fame for virtues to embrace.

8. My life wasted in play and nonsense,
Oh what regret for my lost lifetime hence!

9. How much excess in sinful deeds,
And treachery sown like poisonous seeds.

10. But I repented when I read,
My book of deeds from first page to end.

11. My God, You are merciful and kind,
You would not turn away a repenting mind.

12. My sins do not disturb Your vast sea,
Its expanse remains, however wild I be.

13. I know not, my Lord, if I'll be pardoned,
Or if justice awaits, I'm still uncertain.

14. When I'm alone in my grave, no excuse heard,
No forgiveness from either angel conferred.

15. When my sins cannot be concealed or denied,
And insistence on secrecy is futile and tried.

16. With no helper to lessen my agony,
No ally to give me strength and unity.

17. No dear friend to come to my aid,
To support me and mend all that might fade.

18. When troubles abound and patience grows thin,
The horrors descend, and hope gives in.

19. The men of deeds in ease and joy,
The men of wealth despite poverty.

20. None shall attain glory but Taha,
Intercessor of all on Judgment Day.

21. In his hand the Flag of Praise flies high,
Like the full moon in the vast open sky.

22. There I see all troubles disappear,
Hardship departs and goodness draws near.

23. After fear comes total security,
Victory arrives with prosperity.

24. Intercessor of we who sinned,
My soul did wrong but you I lean.

25. After Allah, you are my greatest pillar,
My matters to none but you I deliver.

26. Take my hand, for yours all favor,
From your right hand flows an ocean of vigor.

27. Your path is my path, your guidance my guide,
Your love through my veins and body glide.

28. Loving the People of the House is a must,
A pride unmatched by any other I trust.

29. They are the highest of mortals in rank and deed,
The ships of salvation for all those in need.

30. It is enough that I am of them too,
Holding your rope, I hope you pull me through.

31. I implore you, by the meadows of your abode,
Save this weeping slave on her difficult road.

32. And your noble family who came after,
Defenders of truth, all people's masters.