1. Fortunate is he who opposes the enemies of his leader
Contending, amid the gloom of his clouds.

2. We sought closeness through generosity and amity,
So one from Syria greeted him before his retinue.

3. He resolved to rule the kingdom, taking refuge in it,
Trusting he would triumph by remaining steadfast.

4. No surprise that on the day of peace
He brought calm to the tumult of time with his accord.

5. Chivalry guided him to the noble gate –
It recognized him by his journey in amity.

6. It gave him the highest meadow in his distress
And granted him the sweetest law amid his struggles.

7. The feats of a Master whose world kneeled before,
And remained until led by his bridle.

8. When poetry met her army raging,
His apology sufficed – that he was in retreat.

9. Rhymes abstained from faulting him,
And endless are the teardrops when composed.

10. A cloud of dew, stirred by the wind of his comfort,
With the lightning of his smile radiating joy.

11. He is the auspicious king, in demeanor and state,
To whom the furthest hopes are duty-bound.

12. His stable disposition assumed the flag of glory
And rebuilt generosity upon its demise.

13. Pure are his roots, honorable his lineage,
With the highest marks of pride as its minarets.

14. His pride in glory and loftiness has a brilliance,
His resolve for religion and life has a radiance.

15. Sufficient are his deeds in disgracing tyrants,
And healing are his words for the sullenness of time.

16. The consequences of what is to come and what remains
Are blamed by those who grasp not his principles.

17. I am sufficed in pride that I am in his presence,
Where even stars receive the palm of his banner.

18. I see in him the full moon without its mysteries,
And observe the sea of generosity without its waves.

19. He granted intimacy and protection in hardship and fear.
Behold! I am here, under hisshade and esteem.

20. I walk clad in his garb, to be granted his land,
Stepping to the edge of his abode, with his sword.