1. Abdullah's wrongs shall my people well prevent,
And pressed be his jaws by our hands diligent.

2. With white shining blades new whetted for our foes,
Whose dinted steel with blood shall reek and ooze,

3. When poised in air their quivering weight shall fall
On foeman's brain to crush his guilty skull.

4. Had Ibn Dahma sought to work us wrong,
Flashing death he had seen around him throng.

5. Tameem have I seen when the battle lower'd,
And 'neath the swords their mighty warriors cow'r'd.