قفstop عِندَat قَبرٍa grave تَوارَتwas laid to rest فيهِin it ذاتُa woman of تُقىpiety
قف عِندَ قَبرٍ تَوارَت فيهِ ذاتُ تُقى
أَبكَتmade weep بَنِيthe sons of عَكةٍAcre حُزناًin sorrow لِمَسراهاfor her departure
أَبكَت بَنِي عَكةٍ حُزناً لِمَسراها
Stop at a grave where a pious woman lies buried,
Stop at a grave wherein lies a pious soul
Who made the sons of Acre weep in sorrow for her departure.
Who brought the people of Aka sorrow for her abode
كَريمةٌa generous woman صَرَفَتshe spent فيin الخَيرِgood works مَدَّتَهاher lifetime
كَريمةٌ صَرَفَت في الخَيرِ مَدَّتَها
وَأَخلَصَتand devoted sincerely فيin رِضىthe pleasure of الرَحمَنِthe All-Merciful مَسعاهاher endeavor
وَأَخلَصَت في رِضى الرَحمَنِ مَسعاها
A generous woman who spent her lifetime doing good,
Noble, she spent her days in goodness
And sincerely devoted her efforts to pleasing the All-Merciful.
And sincerely sought the Pleasure of the Merciful
هَذِهْthis woman نَزيلةُa resident of بَيروتَBeirut الَّتيwho جرَحَتwas wounded
هَذِهْ نَزيلةُ بَيروتَ الَّتي جرَحَت
قِدَماًlong ago بِسَيفِby the sword of دِمِشقٍDamascus حينَat the time of طَغواهاits tyranny
قِدَماً بِسَيفِ دِمِشقٍ حينَ طَغواها
This is the resident of Beirut who was wounded
This is the damsel of Beirut wounded
Long ago by the sword of Damascus in its time of tyranny.
When the tyrants of Damascus injured her feet
ثَلاثةٌthree خَلَّفتهُمshe left them behind فيin دِمائِهِمُtheir blood
ثَلاثةٌ خَلَّفتهُم في دِمائِهِمُ
وَكَمand how much دَمٍblood سَفَكَتshed فيin النَوحِlamentation عَيناهاher two eyes
وَكَم دَمٍ سَفَكَت في النَوحِ عَيناها
Three she left behind in their blood,
Leaving behind three in their blood
And how much blood her eyes shed in lamentation,
And how many tears her eyes shed in grief
حَتّىuntil قَضَتshe died وَمَضَتand she departed نَحوَtoward النَعيمbliss وَقَدand indeed
حَتّى قَضَت وَمَضَت نَحوَ النَعيم وَقَد
فازَتshe won بِراحَتِهاher rest فيin دارِthe abode of مَولاهاher Lord
فازَت بِراحَتِها في دارِ مَولاها
Until she died and departed toward bliss, having
Until she passed away and went towards bliss
Won her rest in the abode of her Lord.
Attaining comfort in her Lord's abode
وَإِنand indeed تقلاThecla لَقَدcertainly عَمّتspread over مُؤرخةmarking the date
وَإِن تقلا لَقَد عَمّت مُؤرخة
سَحائِبُclouds of اللُطفِkindness وَالرِّضوانand divine favor مَثواهاher resting place
سَحائِبُ اللُطفِ وَالرِّضوان مَثواها
And indeed, for Thecla, there spread—marking the date—
Verily, the clouds of kindness and satisfaction
Clouds of kindness and divine favor over her resting place.
Have encompassed the dwelling place of the Chronicled
Sol 6.1