وَهَبكَ نِلتَ الَّذي تَهواهُ مِن أَمَلِ

وَهَبكَ نِلتَ الَّذي تَهواهُ مِن أَمَلِ

أَما وَراهُ الَّذي تَخشاهُ مِن أَجَلِ

أَما وَراهُ الَّذي تَخشاهُ مِن أَجَلِ

And suppose you attained the hope you long for—

You were granted what you desired of hope

Is not the death you fear behind it?

Yet beyond it lies what you fear of end

ما الأَمرُ إِلّا مُبينٌ واضِحٌ وَجَلي

ما الأَمرُ إِلّا مُبينٌ واضِحٌ وَجَلي

فَكَيفَ أُصبِحُ أَو أَمسي عَلى وَجَلِ

فَكَيفَ أُصبِحُ أَو أَمسي عَلى وَجَلِ

The matter is nothing but plain, clear, and manifest.

The matter is clear, manifest, and evident

So how can I face morning or evening in dread?

How can I become morning or evening worried

إِنّي لأَعلَمُ عُقبى كُلِّ عاجِلَةٍ

إِنّي لأَعلَمُ عُقبى كُلِّ عاجِلَةٍ

لَكِنَّهُ خُلِقَ الإِنسانُ مِن عَجَلِ

لَكِنَّهُ خُلِقَ الإِنسانُ مِن عَجَلِ

I surely know the outcome of every fleeting thing,

Verily I know the consequence of every hastened deed

Yet humankind was created of haste.

But man was created of haste