1. My occupation with what does not concern me has lasted long,
And my pursuits are more than what suffices me,

2. And my scheming for what is against me and not for me,
And my preoccupation with everything that distracts me,

3. And I see what my God has decreed for me,
Of a decree, for indeed it will come to me,

4. And had I curbed my appetite, I would not have sought my sustenance,
For my sustenance is what seeks me,

5. I praise Allah, the Owner of the Ascending Stairways in gratitude,
Upon them is none but the weak of faith,

6. And by my life, the path to the truth is indeed,
Clear to the discerning beholder,

7. And woe to my soul! I see myself in the world,
Miserly while not miserly in my religion,

8. I wish I knew tomorrow, will my book be given,
To my left hand for my wretchedness or my right hand?