ياO جامِعَhoarder of المالِwealth وَالأَيّامُand the days تَخدَعُهُdeceive him
يا جامِعَ المالِ وَالأَيّامُ تَخدَعُهُ
خَوفاًfor fear مِنَof الفَقرِpoverty هَذاthis الفَقرُpoverty وَالعَدَمُand destitution
خَوفاً مِنَ الفَقرِ هَذا الفَقرُ وَالعَدَمُ
O hoarder of wealth, whom the days deceive,
O accumulator of wealth, time deceives him,
For fear of poverty—this is poverty and destitution.
Fearing poverty, this is poverty and nothingness.
أَسَأتَyou made bad ظَنَّكَyour opinion بِاللَهِof God الَّذيwho خَضَعَتbowed
أَسَأتَ ظَنَّكَ بِاللَهِ الَّذي خَضَعَت
لَهُto Him الرِقابُthe necks فَشابَتso tainted قَلبَكَyour heart الظُلَمُdarkness
لَهُ الرِقابُ فَشابَت قَلبَكَ الظُلَمُ
You have thought ill of God, before whom have bowed
You thought ill of God, to whom necks have submitted,
The necks; so darkness has tainted your heart.
So darkness seeped into your heart.
Sol 6.1