أُطَحطِحُهُI crush him حَتَّىuntil أُضِلَّI make disappear جَخِيفَهُhis boasting
أُطَحطِحُهُ حَتَّى أُضِلَّ جَخِيفَهُ
وَيُسرِعُand hastens فيهِthrough him النَّافِذاتِthe piercing ones البَواضِعاthe flesh-cleaving ones
وَيُسرِعُ فيهِ النَّافِذاتِ البَواضِعا
I crush him until I silence his boasting;
And the piercing, flesh-cleaving blades are driven swiftly through him.
فكَيفَso how تَرَونَyou all judge السَّعيَthe striving أَسأَرhas left behind قِيلُهُits telling
فكَيفَ تَرَونَ السَّعيَ أَسأَر قِيلُهُ
عَلَىupon نَقَبِthe complexions of الوُجُوهِthe faces سُوداًblack بَراقِعاveils
عَلَى نَقَبِ الوُجُوهِ سُوداً بَراقِعا
How, then, do you judge the striving? Its telling has left
Black veils upon the faces’ complexions.
أَراهُمI see them بِحَمدِwith praise to اللهِGod بَعدَafter جَخِيفِهِمtheir boasting
أَراهُم بِحَمدِ اللهِ بَعدَ جَخِيفِهِم
غُرابَهُمُtheir raven إذwhen مَسَّهُtouched it الفَترُweakness واقِعاfallen
غُرابَهُمُ إذ مَسَّهُ الفَترُ واقِعا
I see them, praise be to God, after their boasting—
Their raven fallen when weakness touched it.
Sol 6.1