رَفَعْتُ دَوَاعِي الْهَمِّ لاِبْنِ أَبِي بَكْرِ

رَفَعْتُ دَوَاعِي الْهَمِّ لاِبْنِ أَبِي بَكْرِ

سَعِيدٍ وَمَا أَدْرَاكَ مِنْ حَكَمٍ بَرِّ

سَعِيدٍ وَمَا أَدْرَاكَ مِنْ حَكَمٍ بَرِّ

I presented the causes of distress to the son of Abū Bakr,

I raised my worries to the son of Abu Bakr

I presented the causes of my sorrow to the son of Abu Bakr,

Saʿīd—and what a benevolent arbiter he is!—

Saeed, and how unaware you are of his great wisdom

Saeed—and how could you know what a righteous judge he is—

لِيُنْقِذَنِي مِمَّا اقْتَضَاهُ خِصَامُهَا

لِيُنْقِذَنِي مِمَّا اقْتَضَاهُ خِصَامُهَا

بِعَارِفَةٍ مِنْ بِرِّهِ النَّافِحِ الْعِطْرِ

بِعَارِفَةٍ مِنْ بِرِّهِ النَّافِحِ الْعِطْرِ

so that he might rescue me from what their strife had entailed,

That he may save me from what its dispute necessitated

So he might save me from the consequences of her dispute,

with a favor from his perfume-wafting benevolence.

With his virtuous, fragrant kindness

Through an act of kindness from his fragrant, sweet-scented goodness,

وَيُطْفِئُ نَارَ الْوَجْدِ مِنِّي بِقَطْرَةٍ

وَيُطْفِئُ نَارَ الْوَجْدِ مِنِّي بِقَطْرَةٍ

تُمِيتُ الجَوَى مِنْ فَضْلِهِ الْوَابِلِ الْقَطْرِ

تُمِيتُ الجَوَى مِنْ فَضْلِهِ الْوَابِلِ الْقَطْرِ

And he quenches the fire of anguish within me with a drop

And he may extinguish the fire of passion in me with a drop

And extinguish the fire of passion within me with a single drop,

that kills heartache, from his bounty's torrential rain.

That kills ardor from his abundant, pouring kindness

That slays the inner anguish, from the heavy downpour of his grace.