1. For whom are the riding beasts neighing in their stables?
Like the celestial spheres, they ascend into the mirage and are anchored.

2. Ask the one whose lowered spear never bends,
Does it not compensate for the drawn sword?

3. Every readied man of glory carried for the sake of glory,
Not yearning for elevation, never slacking.

4. He reached with them the means to his aspirations,
While the most honored and distinguished stand below.

5. From beyond the sands of Mouma and Babylon,
Al-Qadisiya, Al-Uzayb, and Marbakh,

6. Yet Ramma, Aqeeq, Bana,
And the domes of Sala he sought with resolve.

7. With his wealth he sang of his heart’s sorrow in the likes of which
No other sorrowful being is reproached.

8. His dwelling, the gardens of hearts, so no father occupies his place,
Nor a brother, O most beloved of the exalted.

9. He is the ruler of beauty obeyed, and with him
Is lasting love never nullified.

10. The glitter of seafarers all submit to his beauty,
And his beauty upon the earth is never humbled.

11. For the people of wisdom he is a spring of the essences of truths,
Knowledge of existence like yeast from his affair,

12. And pious, forbearing from a most firmly rooted ghayb.
His ambitions are lofty, his supporters honorable,

13. His promises binding, never renounced.
Of vast kindness, his breeze well placed,

14. As if his earth were imbued with perfume.
A land that gives freely to the poor with its gifts,

15. And through it the desperate supplicant is given relief.
By his might crowns submit in humiliation,

16. And by his kindness the fearful are reassured.
O master of mankind, his noble carpenter,

17. O you through whose lineage the horizon reached its highest point.
You have become the crown of prophethood upon its head,

18. And the embroidery of its mantle that is never stripped away.
And by your everlasting glory across the ages,

19. And for you are the sublime stations that do not diminish.
A frightened heart complains to you,

20. Stained by the impurities of worries.
It awakens and sleeps in dread of an obstinately silent sedition

21. For the staunch, stomping, braying enemies.
Since you were a praised sanctuary, your warmth

22. Envelops their hearts so they are branded.
You protected the people of the villages from them,

23. When for the Arabs they were swooping falcons.
Iblis is elated by them, promising

24. In every valley with his cries.
They attacked the land of Iraq and it became

25. Like a flood that carries away debris and kindles.
They have divided the people, so between

26. Those whose palms you held and me is now a barrier.
If not for your soldiers facing them like mountains,

27. Patient, firm bedrock.
They would have destroyed the bonds of Islam. But your promise,

28. Auspicious, its decree clearly defined, cannot be disfigured.
The House is your house, and the sanctuaries your sanctuaries,

29. Mansur prevails over those who sought him and is exalted.
So turn to us and ask the Merciful

30. In pardoning to erase our sins.
And to spare us a sedition that almost

31. Tore apart the bonds of our faith.
I have become in the abode like a frightened horse,

32. And my family from me are distant chicks.
So reward my praise with approval and protection

33. For them and for me every lasting year.
Do not address me after protecting me standing

34. At his threshold, my waist exposed, reproached.
And ask Allah, the Almighty, wellness for me,

35. And for them a shade that is never stripped away.