1. Your pleasure, in totality and specifics
Is cultivated by sincere hearts' chastity

2. And Your guidance - exalted is Your guidance - necessitates
That one who clung to misguidance forsakes his disobedience

3. Your generosity, like gathering clouds, is with one
Who clung to humility due to Your majesty

4. One who comes close to You, confident
In You, submissive - his heart and mind surrendered

5. And Your humiliation specifically afflicts one who
Singled out anything besides You - his uniqueness forgotten

6. You saved from passions of passion whom
Showed sincerity to You - his purity and emptiness

7. Glory to You O God - nothing exists
But that its branches and roots are from You

8. Your all-encompassing grace which encompassed creation
From it existence, its veins and essence

9. You let us drink after creating us
An ocean - its oysters and pearls overflowing

10. The garden, its flowers have bloomed from it
And the branch, its pods have sung from it

11. And the pond - its clear water bubbles
From its sweetness, the cistern overflowed

12. And the sea - its whales swam in it
And the land - its thorns and brambles from it

13. And from it the horizon gleamed - its sun rose
Its crescent, crossing, and setting

14. The worlds all witness Your Oneness
Cursed is he from You who retreats and recoils

15. The inanimate spoke of that, and animals -
Its proofs have overwhelmed them and appeared to them

16. And the higher world and lower -
Its attributes and forms have testified to it

17. Your mercy in my heart wounded by falsehood
Its severity has proved too heavy for me

18. If You do not deliver it, my Lord
It will remain filled with the misguidance of hands

19. Protect it and fortify it with piety, my Master
Who do I have besides You to surround and shield it?

20. And conceal Your servants in their worldly lives
Until their shrouds conceal their bodies

21. Do not take him for his acts
The act - most of it is defective

22. You know best what this time
Has saddened me - its sorrows pierce me

23. It has shaded me, and what my heart
Contains of scratching sorrow does not escape You

24. My worry with what its crises seethed
A bird whose wings I count clipped

25. The lane of worries has ended joys
And worry shreds delight without effort

26. Do not deliver me to time which spurns me
From remembering You - its hearts and minds recoiled

27. And spurns me whenever I strayed from guidance
The misguidance of evil sweeps me in its night raids

28. So my means to Your pleasure is the status of Muhammed
The most virtuous of people, sublime lineage that climbs high

29. Your most virtuous prayer continues to illuminate
A mouth at his shrine which kisses it

30. And likewise all the Family and Companions whose
Swords are the lofty date palms of guidance and its husks

31. Guidance flows from drawing them near - sublime
And misguidance, its neck is severed and short