أَمَّاas for رِضَاكَYour favor عُمُومُهُits universality وَخُصُوصُهُand its particularity
أَمَّا رِضَاكَ عُمُومُهُ وَخُصُوصُهُ
فَمُنَاخَةٌso, made to kneel بِذُرَىon the heights of الْمُنِيبِthe penitent قُلُوصُهُits young she-camel
فَمُنَاخَةٌ بِذُرَى الْمُنِيبِ قُلُوصُهُ
As for Your favor, in its universal and particular reach,
Your pleasure, in totality and specifics
As for Your pleasure, its general grace and its specific,
its young she-camel kneels on the heights of the penitent.
Is cultivated by sincere hearts' chastity
Are the high-peak resting place for the penitent’s camel.
وَهُدَاكَand Your guidance جَلَّexalted is هُدَاكَYour guidance يَلْزَمُholds fast to كُلًّeveryone مَنْwhose
وَهُدَاكَ جَلَّ هُدَاكَ يَلْزَمُ كُلًّ مَنْ
لَزِمَkept to الضَّلاَلَerror مَحِيصُهُhis turning aside وَحُيُوصُهُand his swerving
لَزِمَ الضَّلاَلَ مَحِيصُهُ وَحُيُوصُهُ
And Your guidance—exalted is Your guidance—holds fast to everyone
And Your guidance - exalted is Your guidance - necessitates
And Your guidance—exalted is Your guidance—compels everyone who
whose turning and swerving have kept to error.
That one who clung to misguidance forsakes his disobedience
Clings to misguidance, to be his escape and his evasion.
وَجَدَاكَand Your bounty مُنْسَجِمُpouring الْغَمَائِمِthe clouds عِنْدَwith مَنْthe one whose
وَجَدَاكَ مُنْسَجِمُ الْغَمَائِمِ عِنْدَ مَنْ
لَزِمَremained اصْفِرَاراًyellowing مِنْfrom جَلاَلِكَYour majesty بُوصُهُhis complexion
لَزِمَ اصْفِرَاراً مِنْ جَلاَلِكَ بُوصُهُ
And Your bounty, its clouds pouring, is with the one
Your generosity, like gathering clouds, is with one
And Your bounty is the pouring rain-clouds for the one who,
whose complexion stays yellow in awe of Your majesty.
Who clung to humility due to Your majesty
Out of awe for Your majesty, remains pale in complexion.
يَدْنُوdraws near لِمَنْto whoever يَدْنُوdraws near بِبَابِكَat Your door وَاثِقاًtrusting
يَدْنُو لِمَنْ يَدْنُو بِبَابِكَ وَاثِقاً
بِكَin You مُهْطِعاًhastening صَدْرَthe breast of الْيَقِينِcertainty وَبُوصُهُand its rear
بِكَ مُهْطِعاً صَدْرَ الْيَقِينِ وَبُوصُهُ
There draws near to whoever approaches Your door, trusting
One who comes close to You, confident
It draws near to whoever approaches Your door with trust,
in You and hastening, certainty's breast and rear.
In You, submissive - his heart and mind surrendered
In You, hurrying forward with the vanguard of certainty and its advance.
وَيَخُصُّand singles out خِزْيُكَthe disgrace You inflict يَاO مُخَصِّصُApportioner كُلَّeveryone مَنْwhose
وَيَخُصُّ خِزْيُكَ يَا مُخَصِّصُ كُلَّ مَنْ
قَدْindeed خُصَّwas reserved فِيfor شَيْءٍsomething سِوَاكَother than You خُصُوصُهُhis exclusive devotion
قَدْ خُصَّ فِي شَيْءٍ سِوَاكَ خُصُوصُهُ
And the disgrace You inflict singles out, O Apportioner, everyone
And Your humiliation specifically afflicts one who
And Your disgrace, O Allocator, singles out everyone
whose exclusive devotion has been reserved for something other than You.
Singled out anything besides You - his uniqueness forgotten
Whose particular devotion is aimed at anything other than You.
خَلَّصْتَYou rescued مِنْfrom هُوَىthe downfall of الْهَوَىpassion مَنْwhoever قَدْindeed بَدَاbecame manifest
خَلَّصْتَ مِنْ هُوَى الْهَوَى مَنْ قَدْ بَدَا
لَكَto You رَبَّنَاour Lord إِخْلاَصُهُhis sincerity وَخُلُوصُهُand his purity
لَكَ رَبَّنَا إِخْلاَصُهُ وَخُلُوصُهُ
You have rescued from passion's downfall whoever has shown
You saved from passions of passion whom
You have rescued from the abyss of desires the one whose
You, our Lord, his sincerity and purity.
Showed sincerity to You - his purity and emptiness
Sincerity and purity have become manifest to You, our Lord.
سُبْحَانَكَglory be to You اللَّهُمَّO God مَاthere is not مِنْany كَائِنٍbeing
سُبْحَانَكَ اللَّهُمَّ مَا مِنْ كَائِنٍ
إِلاَّexcept وَمِنْكَand from You فُرُوعُهُits branches وَأُصُوصُهُand its roots
إِلاَّ وَمِنْكَ فُرُوعُهُ وَأُصُوصُهُ
Glory be to You, O God! There is no being
Glory to You O God - nothing exists
Glory be to You, O Allah! There is no existing being
whose branches and roots do not come from You.
But that its branches and roots are from You
Except that its branches and its roots derive from You.
عَمَّencompassed الْخَلاَئِقَall creatures جُودُكَYour generosity الْغَمْرُoverflowing الذِيwhich
عَمَّ الْخَلاَئِقَ جُودُكَ الْغَمْرُ الذِي
مِنْهُfrom it الْوُجُودُexistence عُرُوقُهُits veins وَفُصُوصُهُand its joints
مِنْهُ الْوُجُودُ عُرُوقُهُ وَفُصُوصُهُ
Your overflowing bounty embraces all creatures—the bounty
Your all-encompassing grace which encompassed creation
Your overwhelming generosity has encompassed all creation, that from which
from which existence comes, its veins and its joints.
From it existence, its veins and essence
All existence, its veins and its essences, emerges.
أَوْرَدْتَنَاYou led us to water مِنْfrom بَعْدِafter مَاthat أَوْجَدْتَنَاYou brought us into being
أَوْرَدْتَنَا مِنْ بَعْدِ مَا أَوْجَدْتَنَا
بَحْراًa sea غَلَتْgrew costly أَصْدَافُهُits shells وَفُصُوصُهُand its gems
بَحْراً غَلَتْ أَصْدَافُهُ وَفُصُوصُهُ
After bringing us into being, You led us
You let us drink after creating us
After bringing us into existence, You led us to the watering-hole
to a sea whose shells and gems are precious.
An ocean - its oysters and pearls overflowing
Of a sea whose shells and gemstones are of boundless worth.
فَالرَّوْضُso the garden قَدْindeed فَاحَتْspread fragrance بِهِthrough it أَزْهَارُهُits blossoms
فَالرَّوْضُ قَدْ فَاحَتْ بِهِ أَزْهَارُهُ
وَالْغُصْنُand the branch قَدْindeed غَنَّىsang بِهِthrough it بَلَصُوصُهُits little bird
وَالْغُصْنُ قَدْ غَنَّى بِهِ بَلَصُوصُهُ
Through it, the garden's blossoms have spread their fragrance,
The garden, its flowers have bloomed from it
Thus, the garden's flowers have exhaled their fragrance through it,
and through it the branch's little bird has sung.
And the branch, its pods have sung from it
And the branch's warbler has sung melodiously because of it.
وَالْحَوْضُand the pool قَدْindeed رَقَّتْgrew gentle سَجَايَاthe qualities of مَائِهِits water
وَالْحَوْضُ قَدْ رَقَّتْ سَجَايَا مَائِهِ
بِهِthrough it فَانْتَشَىso became intoxicated مِنْfrom عَذْبِهِits sweet water دُعْمُوصُهُits tadpole
بِهِ فَانْتَشَى مِنْ عَذْبِهِ دُعْمُوصُهُ
And the pool—its water's nature has grown gentle
And the pond - its clear water bubbles
And the pool’s water has become pure and gentle in its nature through it,
through it; its tadpole is intoxicated by its sweetness.
From its sweetness, the cistern overflowed
So that its tiny creatures are intoxicated by its sweetness.
وَالْبَحْرُand the sea قَدْindeed سَبَحَتْswam بِهِthrough it حِيتَانُهُits fish
وَالْبَحْرُ قَدْ سَبَحَتْ بِهِ حِيتَانُهُ
وَالْبَرُّand the dry land مِنْهُfrom it وُعُوثُهُits soft sands وَدُعُوصُهُand its dunes
وَالْبَرُّ مِنْهُ وُعُوثُهُ وَدُعُوصُهُ
And the sea—through it its fish have swum,
And the sea - its whales swam in it
And the sea—its whales have swam within it,
and the land comes from it, its soft sands and its dunes.
And the land - its thorns and brambles from it
And the land derives its soft sands and its dunes from it.
وَبِهِand through it اسْتَنَارَbecame luminous الأُفْقُthe horizon أَشْرَقَshone شُمْسُهُits sun
وَبِهِ اسْتَنَارَ الأُفْقُ أَشْرَقَ شُمْسُهُ
وَهِلاَلُهُand its crescent وَعَبُورُهُand its Sirius وَغَمُوصُهُand its Procyon
وَهِلاَلُهُ وَعَبُورُهُ وَغَمُوصُهُ
Through it the horizon shone; its sun grew bright,
And from it the horizon gleamed - its sun rose
And by it, the horizon is illuminated, its sun shining brightly,
and its crescent, its Sirius, and its Procyon.
Its crescent, crossing, and setting
Along with its crescent moon, its crossing Sirius, and its weeping sister star.
شَهِدَتْtestified بِوَحْدَتِكَto Your oneness الْعَوَالِمُthe worlds كُلُّهَاall of them
شَهِدَتْ بِوَحْدَتِكَ الْعَوَالِمُ كُلُّهَا
بُعْداًbanishment لِمَنْfor whoever قَدْindeed بَانَbecame evident عَنْكَfrom You نُكُوصُهُhis retreat
بُعْداً لِمَنْ قَدْ بَانَ عَنْكَ نُكُوصُهُ
All the worlds have borne witness to Your oneness.
The worlds all witness Your Oneness
All the worlds have testified to Your absolute Oneness;
Away with anyone whose retreat from You is manifest!
Cursed is he from You who retreats and recoils
Ruin to the one whose turning away from You has become evident!
نَطَقَspoke الْجَمَادُinanimate matter بِذَاكَof that وَالْحَيَوَانُand living creation قَدْindeed
نَطَقَ الْجَمَادُ بِذَاكَ وَالْحَيَوَانُ قَدْ
بَهَرَتْdazzled وَقَدْand indeed ظَهَرَتْappeared عَلَيْهِupon it نُصُوصُهُits clear proofs
بَهَرَتْ وَقَدْ ظَهَرَتْ عَلَيْهِ نُصُوصُهُ
Inanimate matter spoke of this; and living creation—
The inanimate spoke of that, and animals -
Inanimate objects have spoken of this, and living creatures have
its clear proofs have dazzled and appeared upon it.
Its proofs have overwhelmed them and appeared to them
Been dazzled, while its clear proofs have appeared upon them.
وَالْعَالَمُand the world الْعُلْوِيupper وَالسُّفْلِيand lower قَدْindeed
وَالْعَالَمُ الْعُلْوِي وَالسُّفْلِي قَدْ
شَهِدَتْtestified بِهِto it أَعْرَاضُهُits attributes وَشُخُوصُهُand its embodied forms
شَهِدَتْ بِهِ أَعْرَاضُهُ وَشُخُوصُهُ
And the world above and the world below—
And the higher world and lower -
And both the upper and the lower worlds have
their attributes and embodied forms have borne witness to it.
Its attributes and forms have testified to it
Borne witness to it, through their accidents and their physical forms.
رُحْمَاكَYour mercy فِيon قَلْبِيmy heart الْمُجَرَّحِgashed بِالْمُدَىby the blades
رُحْمَاكَ فِي قَلْبِي الْمُجَرَّحِ بِالْمُدَى
مِنْfrom بَاطِلِيmy falsehood فَعَلَيَّso for me عَزَّproved difficult حُمُوصُهُits swelling's subsiding
مِنْ بَاطِلِي فَعَلَيَّ عَزَّ حُمُوصُهُ
Your mercy on my heart, gashed by the blades
Your mercy in my heart wounded by falsehood
Have mercy on my heart, deeply wounded by the blades
of my falsehood; its swelling is hard for me to ease.
Its severity has proved too heavy for me
Of my falsehood, for its healing is too difficult for me.
إِنْif لاَnot تُخَلِّصْهُYou rescue it يَكُنْit becomes يَاO رَبَّنَاour Lord
إِنْ لاَ تُخَلِّصْهُ يَكُنْ يَا رَبَّنَا
مِمَّاfrom what جَنَتْhave wrought أَيْدِيthe hands of الضَّلاَلِerror مُصُوصُهُits draining
مِمَّا جَنَتْ أَيْدِي الضَّلاَلِ مُصُوصُهُ
If You do not rescue it, O our Lord,
If You do not deliver it, my Lord
If You do not rescue it, O our Lord, it will be
it will be drained by what the hands of error have wrought.
It will remain filled with the misguidance of hands
Sucked dry by what the hands of misguidance have wrought.
حُطْهُguard it وَحُصْهُand stitch it closed بِالتُّقَىwith piety يَاO سَيِّدِيmy Master
حُطْهُ وَحُصْهُ بِالتُّقَى يَا سَيِّدِي
مَنْwho لِيfor me سِوَاكَother than You يَحُوطُهُguards it وَيَحُوصُهُand stitches it up
مَنْ لِي سِوَاكَ يَحُوطُهُ وَيَحُوصُهُ
Guard it and stitch it shut with piety, O my Master.
Protect it and fortify it with piety, my Master
Guard it and fortify it with piety, O my Master;
Who but You will guard it and stitch it up for me?
Who do I have besides You to surround and shield it?
For who do I have but You to protect and secure it?
وَاسْتُرْand veil عُبَيْدَكَYour little servant فِيin دُنَاهُhis earthly life وَوَارِهِand hide him
وَاسْتُرْ عُبَيْدَكَ فِي دُنَاهُ وَوَارِهِ
حَتَّىuntil يُوَارِيَconceals جِسْمَهُhis body قُرْمُوصُهُhis grave-pit
حَتَّى يُوَارِيَ جِسْمَهُ قُرْمُوصُهُ
And veil Your little servant in his earthly life, and hide him,
And conceal Your servants in their worldly lives
And veil Your little servant in his worldly life, and hide him,
until his grave-pit conceals his body.
Until their shrouds conceal their bodies
Until his earthly pit hides his body in the grave.
لاَdo not تَأْخُذَنْهُever call him to account بِمُقْتَضَىaccording to أَفْعَالِهِhis deeds
لاَ تَأْخُذَنْهُ بِمُقْتَضَى أَفْعَالِهِ
فَالْفِعْلُfor the deed أَشْتَرُsplit-lidded طَرْفِهِits eye مَبْخُوصُهُits gouged eye
فَالْفِعْلُ أَشْتَرُ طَرْفِهِ مَبْخُوصُهُ
Do not ever call him to account according to his deeds,
Do not take him for his acts
Do not hold him accountable according to the measure of his deeds,
for his conduct has a split eyelid and a gouged-out eye.
The act - most of it is defective
For his deed is defective, with a drooping eyelid and a gouged-out eye.
هَذَاthis الزَّمَانُage وَأَنْتَand You أَعْلَمُknow best بِالذِيof what
هَذَا الزَّمَانُ وَأَنْتَ أَعْلَمُ بِالذِي
قَدْindeed سَاءَنِيhas grieved me أَخْنَىhas ravaged عَلَيَّupon me شُصُوصُهُits privations
قَدْ سَاءَنِي أَخْنَى عَلَيَّ شُصُوصُهُ
This age—and You know best what
You know best what this time
This era—and You know best what
has grieved me—its privations have ravaged me.
Has saddened me - its sorrows pierce me
Has distressed me—its harshness has brought me to ruin.
لَأَظَلَّنِيsurely overshadowed me مِنْهُfrom it وَلاَand not يَخْفَاكَis hidden from You مَاwhat
لَأَظَلَّنِي مِنْهُ وَلاَ يَخْفَاكَ مَا
قَلْبِيmy heart بِهِwith it وَجَعُthe pain of الْحَشَاthe entrails مَمْغُوصُهُits colic-stricken condition
قَلْبِي بِهِ وَجَعُ الْحَشَا مَمْغُوصُهُ
It has surely overshadowed me; You know what
It has shaded me, and what my heart
It has overshadowed me, and it is not hidden from You what
my heart endures: aching entrails and gripping colic.
Contains of scratching sorrow does not escape You
My heart suffers from it, and the gripping pain in my bowels.
هَمِّيmy care بِمَاat what جَاشَتْseethed بِهِwith it أَزَمَاتُهُits crises
هَمِّي بِمَا جَاشَتْ بِهِ أَزَمَاتُهُ
طَيْرٌa bird أَحَصُّfeatherless جَنَاحِهِits wing مَقْصُوصُهُits clipped wing
طَيْرٌ أَحَصُّ جَنَاحِهِ مَقْصُوصُهُ
My care, amid the turmoil of its crises,
My worry with what its crises seethed
My grief, due to the crises that have surged within it,
is a bird with a bare, clipped wing.
A bird whose wings I count clipped
Is a bird entirely stripped of its feathers, its wings clipped.
لَقَضَىhas surely put an end عَلَىto الأَفْرَاحِjoys سُوقُthe market of هُمُومِهِits sorrows
لَقَضَى عَلَى الأَفْرَاحِ سُوقُ هُمُومِهِ
وَالْهَمُّand grief يَخْتَرِمُcuts short السُّرُورَhappiness شُمُوصُهُits restiveness
وَالْهَمُّ يَخْتَرِمُ السُّرُورَ شُمُوصُهُ
The market of its sorrows has surely put an end to joys,
The lane of worries has ended joys
The market of its sorrows has put an end to all joys,
and grief's restiveness cuts happiness short.
And worry shreds delight without effort
And the stubborn, fierce anxiety cuts off all delight.
لاَdo not تُسَلِّمْنِيsurrender me لِلزَّمَانِto time تَنِدُّbolts away بِيwith me
لاَ تُسَلِّمْنِي لِلزَّمَانِ تَنِدُّ بِي
عَنْaway from ذَاكِرِيكَthose who remember You قُلُوصُهُits young she-camel وَأُصُوصُهُand its stout she-camel
عَنْ ذَاكِرِيكَ قُلُوصُهُ وَأُصُوصُهُ
Do not surrender me to time, lest they bolt with me
Do not deliver me to time which spurns me
Do not hand me over to time, lest I be driven away
away from those who remember You—its young she-camel and its stout one.
From remembering You - its hearts and minds recoiled
From those who remember You, by its mounts and sturdy beasts.
وَتَنِدُّand bolts away بِيwith me إِمَّاif indeed فَعَلْتُI do so عَنِfrom الْهُدَىguidance
وَتَنِدُّ بِي إِمَّا فَعَلْتُ عَنِ الْهُدَى
تَجْتَاحُنِيravage me بِفَلاَin the wastelands of الضَّلاَلِerror لُصُوصُهُits thieves
تَجْتَاحُنِي بِفَلاَ الضَّلاَلِ لُصُوصُهُ
And if I do so, they will bolt with me away from guidance;
And spurns me whenever I strayed from guidance
And they would drive me away from guidance, if You were to do so,
its thieves will ravage me in error's wastelands.
The misguidance of evil sweeps me in its night raids
While the thieves of misguidance ravage me in its wasteland.
فَوَسِيلَتِيso my means of approach لِرِضَاكَto Your favor جَاهُthe standing of مُحَمَّدٍMuhammad
فَوَسِيلَتِي لِرِضَاكَ جَاهُ مُحَمَّدٍ
أَزْكَىthe purest of الْوَرَىcreation سَامِيlofty in الْعُلاَglory مَرْصُوصُهُits firmly built structure
أَزْكَى الْوَرَى سَامِي الْعُلاَ مَرْصُوصُهُ
So my means to Your favor is Muhammad's standing,
So my means to Your pleasure is the status of Muhammed
So my means to Your pleasure is the rank of Muhammad,
the purest of creation, with lofty, firmly built glory.
The most virtuous of people, sublime lineage that climbs high
The purest of creation, of exalted heights, closely knit in virtue.
أَزْكَىthe purest of صَلاَتِكَYour blessing لَاnot يَزَالُceases أَرَاكُهَاits arak tooth-stick
أَزْكَى صَلاَتِكَ لَا يَزَالُ أَرَاكُهَا
يُذْكِيsweetens فَماًa mouth لِضَرِيحِهِof his tomb وَيَشُوصُهُand brushes it clean
يُذْكِي فَماً لِضَرِيحِهِ وَيَشُوصُهُ
Your purest blessing—may its arak tooth-stick never cease
Your most virtuous prayer continues to illuminate
May Your purest blessings—whose miswak never ceases
to sweeten the mouth of his tomb and brush it clean.
A mouth at his shrine which kisses it
To sweeten and cleanse the mouth that speaks of his tomb—be upon him.
وَكَذَاand likewise جَمِيعُall of الآلِthe family وَالأَصْحَابِand the companions مَنْthose whose
وَكَذَا جَمِيعُ الآلِ وَالأَصْحَابِ مَنْ
أَسْيَافُهُمْtheir swords نَخْلُthe palm trees of الرَّشَادِright guidance وَخُوصُهُand its fronds
أَسْيَافُهُمْ نَخْلُ الرَّشَادِ وَخُوصُهُ
And likewise all his family and companions, those whose
And likewise all the Family and Companions whose
And likewise upon all his family and companions, those whose
swords are guidance's palm trees and its fronds.
Swords are the lofty date palms of guidance and its husks
Swords are the palm-trees of right guidance and its fronds.
فَالرُّشْدُso right guidance مِنْfrom جَرَّاهُمُtheir agency سَامِيlofty of الطُّلَىnecks
فَالرُّشْدُ مِنْ جَرَّاهُمُ سَامِي الطُّلَى
وَالْغَيُّand error أَوْقَصُshort-necked جِيدِهِits neck مَوْقُوصُهُits broken neck
وَالْغَيُّ أَوْقَصُ جِيدِهِ مَوْقُوصُهُ
So right guidance, thanks to them, holds its necks high,
Guidance flows from drawing them near - sublime
For true guidance, because of them, holds its neck high,
while error is short-necked, its neck broken.
And misguidance, its neck is severed and short
While error has a broken neck, its spine snapped.
Sol 6.1