1. الحَدُ لِلَّهِ اللَطيفِ بِنا

    سَتَرَ القَبيحَ وَأَظهَرَ الحَسَنا

    Praise be to God, who deals gently with us,

    concealing what is ugly and revealing what is fair.

  2. ما تَنقَضي عَنّا لَهُ مِنَنٌ

    حَتّى يُجَدِّدَ ضِعفَها مِنَنا

    His favors toward us never come to an end

    before He renews them twofold as blessings.

  3. فَلَوِ اِهتَمَمتُ بِشُكرِ ذاكَ لَما

    أَصبَحتُ بِاللَذاتِ مُفتَتِناً

    Had I devoted myself to thanking Him for that,

    I would not have become enthralled by pleasures.

  4. أَوطَنتُ داراً لا بَقاءَ لَها

    تَعِدُ الغُرورَ وَتُنبِتُ الدَرَنا

    I have made my home in a dwelling that cannot last,

    one that promises delusion and brings forth filth.

  5. ما يَتَبينُ سُرورُ صاحِبَها

    حَتّى يَعودُ سُرورُهُ حَزَنا

    Its occupant’s joy scarcely becomes apparent

    before that joy of his turns into sorrow.

  6. عَجَباً لَها لا بَل لِمَوطِنَها ال

    مَغرورِ كَيفَ يَعُدُّها وَطَنا

    How strange she is—no, stranger still is her...

    deluded inhabitant: how can he count her a homeland?

  7. بَينا المُقيمُ بِها عَلى ثِقَةٍ

    في أَهلِهِ إِذ قيلَ قَد ظَعَنا

    While one dwelling there is secure,

    among his family, suddenly it is said: “He has departed.”