أَرقيكَ أَرقيكَ بِاِسمِ اللَهِ أَرقيكا

أَرقيكَ أَرقيكَ بِاِسمِ اللَهِ أَرقيكا

مِن بُخلِ نَفسِكَ عَلَّ اللَهَ يَشفيها

مِن بُخلِ نَفسِكَ عَلَّ اللَهَ يَشفيها

I recite a healing charm over you, I recite it over you; in God's name I recite it over you,

I heal you, I heal you in God's name, I heal you

against your soul's miserliness; may God heal it.

From the stinginess of your soul, may God heal it

ما سِلمُ كَفِّكَ إِلّا مَن يُناوِلُها

ما سِلمُ كَفِّكَ إِلّا مَن يُناوِلُها

وَلا عَدُوُّكَ إِلّا مَن يُرَجّيها

وَلا عَدُوُّكَ إِلّا مَن يُرَجّيها

Your hand's only friend is whoever gives to it,

No one is safe from your palm except those who extend it

and your only enemy is whoever hopes for something from it.

And no one is your enemy except those who wish it