وكَم آمرٍ بالصَّبرِ لَم يرَ لَوعَةً

وكَم آمرٍ بالصَّبرِ لَم يرَ لَوعَةً

وما صنَعَت نارُ الأسَى بينَ أحشائي

وما صنَعَت نارُ الأسَى بينَ أحشائي

How many a preacher of patience has never known anguish,

And many who urge patience have never seen anguish

How many who order patience have not known distress,

nor what the fire of sorrow has wrought within my vitals.

Or what the fire of sorrow has wrought within my entrails.

And what has the fire of grief done within my entrails,

ومن أينَ لي صبرٌ وفي كلِّ ساعةٍ

ومن أينَ لي صبرٌ وفي كلِّ ساعةٍ

أرى حَسَناتي في مَوازين أَعدائي

أرى حَسَناتي في مَوازين أَعدائي

Whence could patience come to me, when at every hour

And where can I find patience, when every hour

Whence can I have patience when in every hour

I see my good deeds in my enemies’ scales?

I see my good deeds in the scales of my enemies?

I see my virtues in the scales of my enemies.