كَفاني رَبُّ الناسِ أَعيُنَ حَسدي

كَفاني رَبُّ الناسِ أَعيُنَ حَسدي

عَلى شَرَفٍ قَد نِلتُهُ لَيسَ يَجحَدُ

عَلى شَرَفٍ قَد نِلتُهُ لَيسَ يَجحَدُ

The Lord of mankind has shielded me from my enviers’ eyes,

The Lord of mankind has spared me the envious eyes,

Over an honor I have attained that cannot be denied.

Of a nobility I attained, none can deny.

فَمَولايَ أَولاني بِصورَةِ شَخصِهِ

فَمَولايَ أَولاني بِصورَةِ شَخصِهِ

وَناهيكَ مِن فَضلٍ بِهِ العَبدُ يَسعَد

وَناهيكَ مِن فَضلٍ بِهِ العَبدُ يَسعَد

For my lord has favored me with a portrait of himself,

My Master honored me with his blessed face,

And what a favor—through it the servant finds happiness!

And ceaseless grace, that brings the servant bliss.

فَما كُلُّ تَشريفٍ يَنالُ يُعَدُّ بَل

فَما كُلُّ تَشريفٍ يَنالُ يُعَدُّ بَل

بِصورَةِ عَبّاسٍ تَشَرَّفَ أَحمَدُ

بِصورَةِ عَبّاسٍ تَشَرَّفَ أَحمَدُ

So not every honor received counts; rather,

Not every honor can be deemed so fine,

With a portrait of Abbas, Ahmad was honored.

But with Abbas' noble face Ahmad's blessed.