1. أَيا ملكا يَجِلّ عَن الضَريبِ

    وَمَن يَلتَذُّ غُفرانَ الذُنوبِ

    O king too exalted to have an equal,

    And you who delight in forgiving sins,

  2. وَمَن في كَفِّه بُؤسي وَنعمي

    تَصرَّفَ في العدوّ وَفي الحَبيبِ

    And you, in whose hand lie my misery and my prosperity,

    You have wielded power over foe and beloved.

  3. تَسَخّطك المُمِضُّ أَعَلَّ نَفسي

    وَما لي غير عفوِكَ من طَبيبِ

    Your agonizing displeasure has sickened my soul,

    And I have no physician but your pardon.

  4. ولست بمذكر ذَنبي وَلَكنْ

    نَني قَد جئتُ في حالِ المُريبِ

    And I am not reminding you of my sin, but

    I have indeed come as one under suspicion.

  5. فَإِن عاقَبتَني فَجَزاءُ مِثلي

    وَإِن تَصفَح فَلَيسَ مِن الغَريبِ

    So if you punish me, that is the recompense for one like me;

    And if you pardon me, that is nothing strange.

  6. بقيتَ مُؤَيَّداً ما لاحَ بَرقٌ

    وَما غَنّى الحَمامُ عَلى قَضيبِ

    May you remain upheld as long as lightning flashes,

    And as long as doves sing upon a branch.