1. I swear, were it not for Ahmad ibn Muhammad
Abu Ja'far, Lord of the exalted and the glories

2. Rhymes would have disobeyed me in the darkness and evaded
Me, confirming my worries in speech

3. But I confronted my concerns with the glories
Of intense, brilliant valor and great achievements

4. So the frozen fright of prohibitions became
A tamed leopard and the dusty pilgrimage route glistening

5. With a white banner raised high, manifestations
Of ancestry glorified in speeches

6. You meet him in droughts, soon providing relief
And find him in speeches, a helper most near

7. A young man, his tribe filled with patience and dew
Leader of the noble and courage of the blossoming

8. With sin and crime, who is so forgiving?
And with poverty and annihilation, who is so risky?

9. As if the years made his equipment an ambitious passion
And his prosperity the edge of sharp swords

10. So I destroyed him in battle, and the battle was raging
As I destroyed him in the armored breastplates, blazing

11. His precedence reciting the resolves of his soul
When settled in his prohibitions and commands

12. Neither is opinion for the feared speech of horrors
Nor is sight in the rugged valley with stumbling

13. A cloud with flashing lightning from good tidings
And downpour of generous hand, pouring

14. But for the pressed fruits, there are seasons
And his hands' generosity is rain ever pouring

15. A minister he nurtured from Tameem ibn Khindif
The lofty glories, great after greater

16. When they rode, the sun and the sun are
A morning of radiance between a hoof and a hoofprint

17. Their number and the generosities they possess
Are status of glory, none its rival

18. My affection and what eloquence I was given
Excelled in praising the generous, accomplished

19. For not all who profess affection sincerely
And not all who cast rhymes are poets