1. As you wish, so time will obey
Your conquests march behind you, triumph and victory

2. Excellence saw you as its equal when you came forth
Seeking only acceptance as its dowry

3. To the valiant, intrepid horseman it handed over its reins
Ask the sharp, first-thrust lance and the virgin raid

4. So it advanced with you like light in the gloom of night
And in your haste you were like a specter on the highway

5. You left behind lasting, continuous glory
And revived a faith that brought good tidings to all humanity

6. Wherever your feet tread the open desert, it turned green
With herbage on both sides blossoming and flourishing

7. For my life, we made the pilgrimage twice an obligatory duty
And to see your radiant aspect is the final pilgrimage

8. A king whose traits spread in both worlds
With the scent of musky youth, it wafted fragrance afar

9. The hill of Sowda has appeared to all eyes
Its sides adorned with the flowers of his morals, wide open

10. A king, when you see him on his day of generosity
You see even oceans called from his liberality

11. Not even a crouching beggar's glance kindled
More beautifully than his, smiling with his rows of teeth

12. The house of Saud flowed wherever its cloak flowed
With glories, and where the foal counts the Pleiades

13. And where dew and generosity are their lowest traits
And where death flees in terror of their might

14. When their youths and elders march forth
You see the lands and stars bejeweled

15. O most glorious of earth's kings, you remained their pride
And it suffices them that you remain their glory forever

16. You restored the era of the Rightly Guided in justice
Safety, revival of our noble Law

17. And opened with the light of Sharia eyes that were closed
And darkened the eyes of its enemies, red with hatred

18. You illuminated the dark night of Islam
Without you, Islam would not have seen the dawn

19. I remember, O Abdulaziz, though you were not yet
A man, and the night of ignorance had let down its veil

20. When chaos was widespread and its affliction everywhere
And its people sowed corruption and were content with unbelief

21. When the market of sin flourished and its landmarks erected
And they found its taste sweet and pure

22. And the hand of aggression stretched to wreak havoc
And tears of faith flowed from a dusty eye

23. When zeal for Islam and the faith had died
And the flood overwhelmed it with great innovations

24. Religion turned to you with the glance of its hope
And called for help in secret, and you answered its call openly

25. The cub of its lion roared to life
Baring its sharp fangs and claws for victory

26. You were not richly provisioned before
But God's help provides the greatest provision

27. Whoever trusts in God will not be lacking
And abundant provisions do not make one arrogant

28. The fervor of faith, honesty of purpose
And dignity of a soul that cannot be bought or sold

29. So you marched with the army of forty, though you were not
To intimidate the multitudes of your enemies

30. Yes, it was the army of forty, adamant
Overflowing the face of the earth with swift steeds

31. You made them steadfast in spirit
For they would find no steadfastness in aiding God's religion

32. You struck the heart of the wasteland, and perhaps
You cleaved open a dusty plain

33. You see the galloping horses prancing under them
As if the galloping steeds were drunk with them

34. They come roaring at night as it conceals them
To reveal by dawn a morning of victory, if it wills

35. Blond in the complexion of dawn, except
It drags the night of destruction upon the enemy

36. In Qafr, but in Qana trees appeared
As if the water of iron flowed in it as a river

37. The embers of the night kindled the stars
Until the dust of dawn above it scattered

38. The tongue of dawn touches the horizon of generosity
And the darkness spills ink upon it

39. So you ignited in the enemy's timber the fire of the sword
And made them know what was their rightful due

40. Bowing and prostration - in them the summit and antelope
You made their chests and necks their prayer niche

41. Drawing lines in the pages of their chests
With the white steel of Qana inscribing the line

42. For him belongs to God a dark, grim day
And many days like it have passed, and many like him

43. In Bukayriyya, and on that day against them
The eagle of death seeks in their skulls a den

44. And the day of Sudair, Riyadh and Mahmal
And the day of Hasa, Washm, Shamar and Shaffar

45. And the day of ‘Usayr, Qassim and Hail
Besieged in Jouf and Sarhan without escape

46. You destroyed them by killing, capture and humiliation
And the fate of wrongdoers is to be killed or captured

47. You did not forget the right of clemency when you captured them
And their tears were flowing, and their breaths burning

48. You captured them, yet pardon was their place of shelter
They are not like other captives, though they are captives

49. You triumphed over the warlords after
Pardoning them, and after pardon you treated them with

50. kindness
But they betrayed and returned to loss in trade

51. And cunning befell them though they felt safe from cunning
Indeed, they broke the pact out of the corruption of their souls

52. For the corruption of the soul, its illness will not be cured
More complex than the sickness of hearts is their rancor

53. So their rightful due was for them to inhabit the grave
On the outskirts of Najd and all the tribes

54. And the opening of Hejaz - that was the greatest sign
You divided its spoils after the encounter

55. To some victory's share, and to some defeat's share
So just as you made the slain their captives

56. You made them drink from cups of destruction wine
As if saddled steeds were cleaved into their eyelids

57. To extinguish the burning embers in their chests
And you won victory - none survived but those

58. Who fled on their legs from the fray
Between one who fights for Muhammad's religion

59. To aid it, spreading it far and wide
And one who fights and exerts himself

60. Only to satisfy his pleasures and enjoy reminiscing
By my life, the latter is dead before his death

61. While the former lives forevermore
A young man's life is perceiving the secret of his life

62. Death is nothing but ignorance of that mystery
If a king neglects his religion's rites

63. And lacks spreading it, then no good
Let blood water their eyes with a glance from you

64. Give them poison to drink and burning embers to pray on
Do not sheathe the long, noble sword

65. Nothing else will drive away harm like it
It shone white when first unsheathed

66. If the darkness of gloomy tribulations appears at dawn
And safety that protects sheep from wicked foxes

67. And wretched wolves that ambush the lost antelope
You began in Turaif shy of twenty

68. And completed by fifty your greatest deeds
Still religion hopes for your extension

69. O Abdulaziz, you remain its treasure
God has granted you the noblest rank

70. And given you from Himself great stature and destiny
And inspired you with guidance, justice and righteousness

71. You assumed the throne of thrones - how not?
For the best of God's creation has neighbored the grave

72. Through that blessed neighboring, increase in joy and glory
For its dweller, best of mortals, has been gladdened by you

73. And how, when you have revived his way (Sunnah)
And established limits from his noble Law

74. You have taken what God ordered for His creation
And come to the idols, destroying them

75. Without you, O he whose sword fortified security
I would not have been in one land or awakened in another

76. You were born in the month of Pilgrimage, a sign
Pointing to you, honoring it as a month

77. So remain protecting Islam's banner, defending its sanctity
And remain for Islam's children if they seek support

78. Remain stationed around the den, do not sleep
For enemies still eye it with glittering blades

79. What poet who knew not flattery - take his verse
In its shyness, a virgin ode

80. The pride of a soul that does not permit a poet
Praise, but my verses were only thanks

81. They are only recounting your deeds
Whose light covered land and sea, blinding

82. Forgive me, my master, if I was incapable
Of encompassing what numbers themselves cannot encompass

83. You are none but the sun - our eyes recoil
Dazzled if we attempt to gaze at it directly

84. How can poetry enumerate your beauties?
Even if I exhausted my poetry in praising you

85. Leave them without you, for they have chosen you
As their equal, the bashful showing them excuse

86. From Morocco's furthest west a greeting comes to you
Conveyed by their people's poet of the red sands