1. The reins of God are upon you as long as a morning star shines,
My soul has become despondent and its worries prolonged,

2. And how can it be content in this gloomy stance,
While you are its hope, and this is its word,

3. Guide it to what it seeks, for it
Is compliant to determination in your hands are its reins,

4. And I am nothing but the abject earth, and in
The hands of the son of Tiraad are its drops and its clouds.

5. And I do not seek more determination from it when
The clouds of his generosity have poured forth their abundant rain.

6. But for another I hope for the excellence of his opinion
So that my soul finds its stance with him sweet.

7. And provide him a loaf from an eloquent one full of praises -
A right upon the likes of the minister is to enrich him.

8. He is the man who is determined to the difficult -
When the millstones of men are set in motion by his determination.

9. So he does not stop striving for the heights while his land
Is the resting place for the bodies of enemies and their zeal.