ياعظيمَ الشأنِ ارْحَمْ

ياعظيمَ الشأنِ ارْحَمْ

مُسْتَجيراً خـاف لومـا

مُسْتَجيراً خـاف لومـا

O You of exalted majesty, have mercy

O Lord of great stature, have mercy

O Great in Majesty, have mercy

on one seeking refuge, who feared reproach

On a seeker of refuge, fearful of blame

Upon a seeker of refuge who dreads reproach,

من ذنوبٍ قد أحالتْ

من ذنوبٍ قد أحالتْ

عيشـه هَـمّاً وغَـمّا

عيشـه هَـمّاً وغَـمّا

for sins that have turned

For sins which have turned

From sins that have transformed

his life into worry and sorrow.

His life into sorrow and gloom

His life into worry and gloom.

عنك لا تخفى خُطوبٌ

عنك لا تخفى خُطوبٌ

خوفه قد زاد عِظْمـا

خوفه قد زاد عِظْمـا

No calamities are hidden from You;

You are not unaware of troubles

No afflictions are hidden from You,

his fear has grown in magnitude.

Whose fear has greatly increased

And his fear has grown immense.

طالما في السِّرِّ يرجـو

طالما في السِّرِّ يرجـو

منك عـفواً، ثم حِلْما

منك عـفواً، ثم حِلْما

He has long hoped in secret

Long has he secretly hoped

For so long, in secret, he has hoped

for pardon from You, then forbearance.

For your forgiveness, then forbearance

For Your pardon, and then Your forbearance.

رغم خوفي، إنَّ ذنبي

رغم خوفي، إنَّ ذنبي

عند نفسي، ليس إثمـا

عند نفسي، ليس إثمـا

Despite my fear, indeed my sin

Despite my fear, my sin

Yet despite my dread, my sin,

is no offense in my soul's judgment.

Is not a crime in my eyes

In the eyes of my soul, is no transgression.

مالنفسي لا تبـالي

مالنفسي لا تبـالي

رغـم ماتخـفيه رغـما

رغـم ماتخـفيه رغـما

What is wrong with my soul, that it does not care,

Though my soul cares not

What ails my soul that it pays no heed,

despite what it conceals against its will?

Despite its hidden defiance

Despite what it forcefully conceals?

كم عـيوبٍ في عنادٍ

كم عـيوبٍ في عنادٍ

حَلَّلَتْـها النفسُ ظلـما

حَلَّلَتْـها النفسُ ظلـما

How many faults, in stubborn defiance,

How many flaws in stubbornness

How many flaws, in sheer stubbornness,

has the soul wrongfully deemed lawful!

My soul unjustly allowed

Has the soul unjustly deemed permissible,

ثم قالتْ وهْيَ تشكو:

ثم قالتْ وهْيَ تشكو:

كلُّ ذنبٍ صـار ذمّـا؟

كلُّ ذنبٍ صـار ذمّـا؟

Then it said, as it complained:

Then it complained:

Only to say, while complaining:

Has every sin become a reproach?

Has every sin become a blemish?

"Has every sin become a cause for condemnation?"

يالَنَفْسي كيف حالي

يالَنَفْسي كيف حالي

إن دعـاني الرَّبُّ يومـا

إن دعـاني الرَّبُّ يومـا

Alas for my soul! How will I fare

Oh my soul, what is my state

Oh my soul, what will be my state

if the Lord calls me one day?

If the Lord one day calls me

If the Lord summons me one day?

اُعْـفُ عـني ياإلهي

اُعْـفُ عـني ياإلهي

إنَّ هَمّـي زاد كَـمّـا.

إنَّ هَمّـي زاد كَـمّـا.

Pardon me, O my God;

Forgive me, my God

Forgive me, O my God,

indeed, my worry has grown in measure.

For my worries have increased.

For my sorrow has multiplied in measure.