أَذَا الْعَرْشِ إِنْ تُبْسِمْ ثُغُورَ الْعَرَائِشِ

أَذَا الْعَرْشِ إِنْ تُبْسِمْ ثُغُورَ الْعَرَائِشِ

تَجِدْنِي لِسَهْمِ الدِّينِ أَوَّلَ رَائِشِ

تَجِدْنِي لِسَهْمِ الدِّينِ أَوَّلَ رَائِشِ

O Lord of the Throne, if You make the mouths of al-ʿArāʾish smile,

When You smile, the maidens' quarters shake

O Lord of the Throne, if You make the frontiers of Al-Ara'ish smile,

You will find me the first to feather the arrow of faith.

I will be the first consumed by zeal’s passion

You will find me the first to fletch the arrow of faith.

سَأُعْطِيكَ عَهْداً لاَ أَخُونُكَ بَعْدَمَا

سَأُعْطِيكَ عَهْداً لاَ أَخُونُكَ بَعْدَمَا

تُطَهِّرُهَا مِنْ رِجْسِ أَهْلِ الْفَوَاحِشِ

تُطَهِّرُهَا مِنْ رِجْسِ أَهْلِ الْفَوَاحِشِ

I shall give You a pledge: I will not betray You once

I give you a promise I will not break, after

I pledge to You a covenant I shall never betray, after

You cleanse it of the filth of those who commit abominations.

You cleanse them of the taint of the wanton

You purify it from the defilement of the people of vice.

وَيُضْحِي بِهَا نَابُ الْهُدَى يَنْهَشُ الْهَوَى

وَيُضْحِي بِهَا نَابُ الْهُدَى يَنْهَشُ الْهَوَى

وَيُمْسِي بِهَا ظُفْرُ الْهَوَى غَيْرَ خَادِشِ

وَيُمْسِي بِهَا ظُفْرُ الْهَوَى غَيْرَ خَادِشِ

And by morning there, guidance’s fang will tear at desire,

Sacrificing their vice, the fang of guidance rends desire

And therein the fang of guidance shall bite into worldly lust,

And by evening there, desire’s claw will leave no scratch.

And with them the claws of wantonness cease to lacerate

And the claw of lust shall be left unable to scratch.

وَيُصْلِتُ فِيهَا الرُّشْدُ عَضْبَ هِدَايَةٍ

وَيُصْلِتُ فِيهَا الرُّشْدُ عَضْبَ هِدَايَةٍ

يُصِيبُ ضَلاَلاَتِ الْعِدَا فِي الرَّوَاهِشِ

يُصِيبُ ضَلاَلاَتِ الْعِدَا فِي الرَّوَاهِشِ

And there right judgment will unsheathe a keen sword of guidance,

Righteousness among them whets its guiding blade

And rectitude shall unsheathe therein a sharp sword of guidance,

Striking the foes’ errors in their forearm veins.

Striking the misguided in their far-flung lairs

Striking the delusions of the foes right in their veins.

وَيَعْدُو عَلى آلِ الصَّلِيبِ وَبَالُهُمْ

وَيَعْدُو عَلى آلِ الصَّلِيبِ وَبَالُهُمْ

فَيُلْقَوْنَ فِي بَحْرٍ مِنَ الْهَمِّ جَائِشِ

فَيُلْقَوْنَ فِي بَحْرٍ مِنَ الْهَمِّ جَائِشِ

And their ruin will assail the people of the Cross,

Charging the People of the Cross and their ilk

And their own ruin shall assail the people of the Cross,

So they will be cast into a surging sea of sorrow.

Plunged in a sea of endless grief and care

And they shall be cast into a surging sea of sorrow.

فَسَدِّدْ إِلَى مَنْ حَلَّ فِيهِ مِنَ الْعِدَا

فَسَدِّدْ إِلَى مَنْ حَلَّ فِيهِ مِنَ الْعِدَا

مِنَ الرُّعْبِ سَهْماً مُصْمِياً غَيْرَ طَائِشِ

مِنَ الرُّعْبِ سَهْماً مُصْمِياً غَيْرَ طَائِشِ

So aim at those foes who have settled there

Steer unto those who reside there, o Foe of ill

So aim at the enemies who have settled within it

An arrow of terror that kills outright and does not stray.

An unerring, deadly arrow of great fear

A lethal and unerring arrow of terror.

وأسبل عليهم من رداك سحائبا

وأسبل عليهم من رداك سحائبا

تسح بسيل من بلائك حافش

تسح بسيل من بلائك حافش

And let down upon them clouds from Your mantle,

Rain upon them from your quiver thick clouds

And pour down upon them clouds of Your destruction,

Pouring a sweeping torrent of Your affliction.

Flooding them in a torrent of terrible woe

Raining a sweeping flood of Your affliction.

وَمَلِّكْ أُسُودَ الْمُسْلِمِينَ ذِيَابَهُمْ

وَمَلِّكْ أُسُودَ الْمُسْلِمِينَ ذِيَابَهُمْ

لِكَيْ يَنْشُبُوا فِيهِمْ مَخَالِبَ بَاطِشِ

لِكَيْ يَنْشُبُوا فِيهِمْ مَخَالِبَ بَاطِشِ

And give the Muslims’ lions mastery over their wolves,

Give Muslim lions their fangs back

And grant the lions of the Muslims mastery over their wolves,

So they may sink into them the claws of a fierce assailant.

To tear them asunder with rending blows

So they may sink into them the claws of a fierce striker.

عَسَى أَنْ يَقُولَ الدِّينُ قَوْلَةَ شَاكِرٍ

عَسَى أَنْ يَقُولَ الدِّينُ قَوْلَةَ شَاكِرٍ

لَكَ الْحَمْدُ رَبِّي فِي افْتِتَاحِ الْعَرَائِشِ

لَكَ الْحَمْدُ رَبِّي فِي افْتِتَاحِ الْعَرَائِشِ

May faith speak the words of one giving thanks:

May Religion say, full of thanks to you

So that Religion may speak the words of a grateful one:

“Praise be to You, my Lord, at the conquest of al-ʿArāʾish.”

All praise to You, my Lord, for unveiling the maidens

"Praise be to You, my Lord, for the conquest of Al-Ara'ish."

بِجَاهِ رَسُولِ اللهِ مَنْ عَضَّ غَيَّهُمْ

بِجَاهِ رَسُولِ اللهِ مَنْ عَضَّ غَيَّهُمْ

عَلَى يَدِهِ مِنْ بَعْثِهِ فِعْلَ نَاهِشِ

عَلَى يَدِهِ مِنْ بَعْثِهِ فِعْلَ نَاهِشِ

By the honor of God’s Messenger, who bit their error

By the status of Allah’s Messenger who crushed them

By the rank of the Messenger of Allah, against whom their transgression made them bite

Upon its hand, from his mission onward, as a gnawer would;

Since he was sent, doing deeds that split and flayed

Their hands since his mission, with the bite of a savage beast.

عَلَيْهِ صَلاَةُ اللهِ مُوجِبِ غَزْوِهِمْ

عَلَيْهِ صَلاَةُ اللهِ مُوجِبِ غَزْوِهِمْ

وَمُلْمِسِنَا مِنْ نَصْرِهِ كَفَّ نَاعِشِ

وَمُلْمِسِنَا مِنْ نَصْرِهِ كَفَّ نَاعِشِ

Upon him be the blessing of God, who enjoins fighting them,

Blessings of Allah upon him who enjoins their forays

Upon him be the blessings of Allah, Who made fighting them a duty,

And through His aid lets us feel the hand of one who uplifts.

And from whose support we feel restoration’s breath

And Who lets us feel, from His victory, the hand of an uplifter.