1. O best composer of praise poetry for his glory,
And Quranic verses were revealed praising him,

2. O God's proof whose brilliance
Guided the sight of one lost from his purpose,

3. You reached the utmost heights of loftiness,
While the efforts of others did not even reach the beginning,

4. You inherited leadership from the rightly guided caliphs,
Reviving its tenets with clear guidance,

5. If one boasts of prophethood and trusteeship,
They are an inheritance from his father and grandfather,

6. And if one claims less than that, he will not find,
Except a guardian caliph during his era,

7. What harm did it do you, while the Chosen One was like a father to you,
That you lost his staff and his cloak,

8. What lies between the Prophet’s progeny and his family,
Is like between the sword and its sheath,

9. You have become the pinnacle of glory in his crown,
And the unique pearl in his necklace,

10. A glory whose stars if counted,
Leave verbosity and summarize their number,

11. And mention Abu Al-Maimoon, honoring him,
Nobly, and do not transgress towards his equal,

12. The protected preserver, in the absence of his disappearance,
With three who inherited guidance from his children,

13. Be they victorious, successful or supportive,
Your family became the pillar supporting his pillar,

14. A people the eras granted positions,
Fulfilling the responsibility of era and time,

15. Bestowing their rewards and punishments,
With the fullest justice in the highest and longest reach,

16. The just ruler in his rule inherited the stewardship from them,
But was unjust in providing for them,

17. Its burdens were placed on the strongest shoulder,
That carried afflictions before the harshest time,

18. And the ranks of leadership were assured,
That it was prepared for him from the cradle,

19. Alas, time itself felt lonesome after its patron,
Who sufficed the days the desolation of his loss,

20. A king who returns kindness, except that,
No seeker attains the restoration of his prophecy,

21. Generous hands that squeeze out dew,
And strike out embers with his kindling,

22. Spear points are pleased with the vast range of his hands,
And Indian swords with the strength of his wrists,

23. Gleaming vessels in the darkness you’d think,
Were steeds bared by horsemen of his cavalries,

24. Be not fooled by the cheer of his serene face,
For the sword gleams while embers are in its edge,

25. With him ambitions of glory took flight, and fell short,
The hopes of nights to bring about his counterpart,

26. The sentiments of his clemency poured over his threats,
With pardon, and matched grants with promises,

27. He commanded wild ferocity, while his tongue praised,
His heart served affection, his hand gave away,

28. Our eulogies stopped in his presence, for before him,
They have only what is from his bounty to offer,

29. O supporter of God’s religion, and upright,
Without whom, foundations would not stand still,

30. Congratulations in this noble era for wellbeing,
That pardoned the mistake of the blaze and its fuel,

31. The fire of Abraham was lit for him, but quenched,
By the coolness it prepared for you after him,

32. May God protect the landing place of His revelation,
And the spring of His mercy and paradise of eternity,

33. Your palace resembled, with people around it,
Shielding from the heat with hand on brow,

34. The Sacred House and its circumambulated corner,
And the pilgrims to you in throngs,

35. Had I versified my poetry in your praise,
I would have sufficed you the heat of blaze with its coldness,

36. Poetry that if the sea emptied its floods,
And surged over the world the vessels of its tides,

37. And winter assisted with its ice,
It would not fill a fraction of its cause,

38. You have made precious the value of his poetry,
And with prestige raised the faded glory,

39. And with generosity filled the void of his poverty,
And with nobility covered the flaws of his criticism,