1. My God, by the masters of pure souls,
Men who aspired in the Shadhiliyya presence,

2. Men who were called by their Master and hastened,
And had no remainder in them but Him,

3. By His remembrance they are healed of every malady,
And find the times pleasant from every desolation,

4. Successions of His words come to them,
So He explains to them secrets in the wilderness,

5. And by replenishment the soil of their hearts is watered
Gushing with every knowledge and wisdom,

6. By them the Merciful looks upon all creation,
By them descend mercies upon every nation,

7. My God, through them bring Your servants near to them
That he may delight from the cup of love and favor,

8. And accomplish for that succor our kinship to him,
And take us by the forelock to the best way,

9. And manifest the Shaykh’s traits within us though we
Are not worthy - but we have a kind of connection,

10. They are a people whose companion is not wretched,
So what of one who has a superior claim to them?

11. You have favored us, my God, by their love,
So that is for us from You the firmest pact,

12. To You belongs all praise - no praiser encompasses Your praise -
To You belongs all gratitude, our Master, for every blessing!