1. رَقص الهِزارُ عَلى الغُصونِ المُيَّسِ

    لَما جَرى في الرَوضِ ساقي الأَكؤُسِ

    The nightingale danced upon the swaying boughs,

    When the bearer of goblets coursed through the garden.

  2. وَشَدا فَصَفَّقَتِ الجَداولُ بَهجَةً

    وَتَنَبَّهَت طَرَباً عُيونُ النَّرجِسِ

    And sang; then the streams clapped for joy,

    And the eyes of the narcissi awoke in rapture.

  3. وَأَطَلَّتِ الأَزهارُ مِن أَكمامِها

    تَفتَرُّ عَن دُرَرِ الحَيا المُتَبَجِّسِ

    And the flowers peeped out from their sheaths,

    Smiling to reveal pearls of trickling rain.

  4. أَلقى عَلَيها الصُبحُ بِيض رياطِهِ

    فَطَلَعنَ بَينَ مَورَّدٍ وَمورَّسِ

    Dawn spread its white mantles over them,

    So they appeared, some rose-red, others yellow-dyed.

  5. وَسَرى النَسيمُ عَلى جَوانِبِها وَقَد

    حَيّا فَحيَتهُ بَخَفضِ الأَرؤُسِ

    And the breeze drifted along their sides; it had

    Greeted them, and they greeted it with bowed heads.

  6. وَحَبتْهُ طيبَ شَذاً كَأَنَّ أَريجَهُ

    مِن مَدحِ ذي الشَرفِ السنيِّ الأَقدَسِ

    And gave it sweet fragrance, as though its scent

    Came from praising the bearer of lofty, most sacred honor:

  7. السَيِّدُ الراعي الَّذي في ظِلِّهِ

    وَجَدتُ خِراف اللَهِ أَمنَعَ مُحرسِ

    The master, the shepherd, in whose shade

    I found God's sheep in the safest fold.

  8. هُوَ بُطرُسُ الحَبرُ المَعَظَّمُ مَن نَفَى

    إِيمانُ بُطرُسَ عَنهُ عَثرَةَ بُطرسِ

    He is Peter, the revered prelate, from whom was banished

    Peter's stumbling by Peter's faith.

  9. طهُرتْ وَبرَّتْ مِنهُ نَفسٌ حُرّةٌ

    بِشَوائبِ الأَيّامِ لَم تَتَدَنَّسِ

    Pure and righteous was his noble soul,

    Unsullied by the taints of the days.

  10. مُتَزَمِلٌ بِالطَيلَسانِ وَدونَهُ

    يَبدو مِن التَقوى بِأَبهى مَلبَسِ

    Wrapped in his shawl, yet beneath it

    He appears in the most splendid garb of piety.

  11. لَم تَأخُذِ الغَفلاتُ مِنهُ مُقلةً

    سَهِرَت لَتَنبيهِ العُيون النُّعَّسِ

    Heedlessness never seized his eye,

    Which kept vigil to awaken drowsy eyes.

  12. هَذا إِناءُ الحِكمَةِ البَرِّ الَّذي

    بِبِهاءِ أَنوارِ المُهَيمنِ قَد كُسِي

    This is wisdom's righteous vessel, who

    Has been clothed in the splendor of the Guardian's lights.

  13. بَحرٌ تَدَفَقَ بِالزُلالِ وَجاءَنا

    بِأَجَلَّ مِن دَرِّ البِحارِ وَأَنفَسِ

    A sea that gushed with pure water and brought us

    Something nobler and more precious than the pearls of the seas.

  14. ذَربُ النُهى بَرَزَت أَهلَّةُ فكرِهِ

    فَرَمى خُطوبَ الدَهرِ عَن مثلِ القِسِي

    Keen of intellect, the crescents of his thought emerged,

    So he shot at time's calamities as from bows.

  15. ماضي اليَراعةِ حينَ نَكَّسَ رَأسَها

    عَنَتِ الصِعابُ لَها بَرَأسٍ مُنكِسِ

    Sharp of pen, when he lowered its head,

    Difficulties yielded to it with bowed heads.

  16. يَجلو الحَقائقَ مِن ستورِ خَفائها

    كَالصُبحِ يَنزَعُ مِن قتامِ الحِندِسِ

    He reveals truths from behind their concealing veils,

    As dawn breaks free from the murk of deepest darkness.

  17. وَإِذا تَصدّرَ قائلاً في مَجلسٍ

    أَلفَيتَ قِسّاً ضِمنَ ذاكَ المَجلسِ

    And when he takes the foremost place to speak in a gathering,

    You find Quss within that gathering.

  18. وَإِذا اِرتَقى فَوقَ المَنابِرِ خَشَّعَتْ

    كَلِماتُهُ قَلبَ الجَمادِ الأَملَسِ

    And when he mounts the pulpits, humility is stirred

    By his words in the heart of smooth, lifeless matter.

  19. وَهَديتَهُ كَلِماً لَقَد يَمَّنتُها

    بِمَقامِ مِحرابٍ لَدَيهِ مُقَدَّسِ

    And you offered him words, which I have surely blessed,

    At the site of a sanctuary held sacred by him.

  20. لا زالَ يَزدانُ الثَناءُ بِذكرهِ

    مِثل الطِراز يَزينُ ثَوبَ السُندُسِ

    May praise ever be adorned with mention of him,

    As embroidery adorns a robe of fine silk.