1. You blamed me, yet were not gentle in blaming,
And said the words of an unjust blamer.

2. When I sleep, my night seems contemptible to you,
Yet the night of early risers is full of worries.

3. Did this love deceive you into fearing
The aloofness of one who is rough and stern?

4. I stood by the dwellings and did not remember them
As a house between Tala'a and al-Nazim.

5. I knew the far off places and I knew among them
The blows of fate like solid rock.

6. O Commander of the Faithful, you gathered religion
And abundant forbearance for those who show restraint.

7. O Commander of the Faithful, you are on a path
Straight, though the terrain be winding.

8. For you the best two, a father and uncle,
So be generous with maternal and paternal kin.

9. O son of those who fed others when lean
And son of those who sacrificed for the harem.

10. You gain all good traits each day
With an early rise and effort sound.

11. Through you live on Khalid and Abu Hisham
Among nobles, of glorious lineage.

12. You descend from Umayya where goals converge,
The essence of the matter, intrinsic and profound.

13. From Qais, the branch of fresh water rose with you
To lofty summits, ever verdant and high.

14. You bridled enemies with war
To stop the marching feet bound forward.

15. The Muslims see in you a right
Like that of a compassionate and loving father.

16. You lead our affairs while you have a surplus with us
In discourse from early days and ancient times.

17. When the years cause us to perspire,
It suffices the orphans, for they lost their father.

18. How much the caliph is hoped for by a pauper
And the disheveled wanderers of the wilderness.

19. When you look at Hisham
You look at a refined, selective carpenter.

20. The guardian of truth, when you head for hajj,
Ranks between Zamzam and al-Hatim.

21. The generosity of Quraysh transmitted among them
By the return of the horses bloodying the meadow.

22. So what mother bore your father
By grafting wood or being barren?

23. No palm tree produced better than your father
Nor uncle more generous than Tameem.

24. The sons of Barra bint Murr ascended
To the heights, of glorious lineage.