1. I think the darkness of ill fate has come to an end,
To the light of a bright dawn with unveiled morning.

2. With a white, radiant forehead, hopeful,
For victory of the abandoned, and wealth of the destitute.

3. With rain and a lion in battle and crisis
To expel the wretched or a gathering of the wicked.

4. By the grace of He who turns the times and fate
To whom is referred in absence and presence.

5. Praiseworthy endeavor not bent with defeat,
Cowardly nor with weeping of one who laments.

6. When the highborn Tameem tribe boast of Khunduf
And count their heights an honor after honor.

7. Hastening to the voice of screams and weighing
Steadily the loved ones in the strange incident.

8. Plunging in the fires of raging wars
And shaking the towns in every roaring uproar.

9. Having left the settlements from the affair of their glory
Base, vile, like one with a branded forehead.

10. The honor of the religion contained their ancient glory
And its newness by the studious and learned.

11. Through it, they regained what time had stripped from them
And the kingdom was kind to them, fierce and angry.

12. And there has not ceased to be with us every bearer of a banner
Pursuing glory, holding the exalted standard.

13. The kingdom has settled amongst us, ferocious, while its discourse
Is an ally of nobility, glorious and magnificent.

14. So the Lord of mankind spread it through Al-Mustafa
The Imam, the Chosen, the Pure and Obedient.

15. A minister protected by ability, and emulated
By every refined one with repeated virtues.

16. His prestige suffices instead of the sword in battle
And his authority instead of armies and cavalry.

17. If only the martyr Al-Sanaw were witness to
The height of sublimity and position of the revered genius.

18. And saw the living prey between Muslims
Throwing themselves down and with dusty foreheads.

19. So he takes the rights time had denied him
And left him among the destined doves.

20. Were it not for consoling myself with the minister and his glory
My patience would have died and my composure broken.

21. And I have after that bitter thoughts
Stirred by my love for him and my memory.

22. When their fires blaze in my heart
I am compelled to tears pouring down.

23. I see you as a sword, radiant and brilliant
Led by youths, each a coat of mail and forgiving.

24. Knowledgeable in striking resolve in every arena
Discerning of it in the darkness of every confusion.

25. You settled the scabbard of protection for some time in
Glory of the Kumeyy, and in absence of the courageous warrior.

26. So the Caliph supported you from the heart of the scabbard
I imagined he was a revealer of all hidden.

27. You then smoothed for him the plain of Eid with judiciousness
Combined with victorious resolve.

28. When the hyena of ability saw you proceeding
Strong, pure counsel without bitterness.

29. He saw the Presence of the Exalted more in need
Of you than the hunter in the direction of alkunhur.

30. So he entrusted you with the mighty command, and only
The load of virtues is carried by the unwearied.

31. O Abu Ja’far, where the call is for one with white temples
In distant regions, no bay nor creek

32. With overflowing ships from his attainment
And might between capable and excellent.

33. My love and good opinion of you has spread
Amongst the caravan complaining and present.

34. And it has become the talk of the living until they have replaced
With it the regret of blameworthy and bitter.

35. And I was called from every side with mouths
“The one you hope for from God has come so receive good tidings.”