1. By my life, were it not for the remnant of Abd al-Wahid al-Hanbali
His malady would have overwhelmed me

2. They brought back kindness withered, its blossom faded and its radiance dimmed
A people nurtured on nobility, pure is the water of their manliness

3. Each kindness they do is in return for kindness done them
And in dislike they are partners

4. Tongues that adorned the pulpits, from them
Every wrath perished, erased by destiny

5. The Glorious Book bears witness that an attribute
Whose reciters he has preserved

6. You are its people, and whoever does not say my words
Has blinded his organs universally

7. Jurisprudents of Islam, if the perplexity of its priests has worn you down
Then don their mantles, you pulpit orators!