هِمتَ بالمكرُماتِ حتَّى تَسمَّي

ت بِما تُجمعُ النُّفوسُ عَليهِ

Aim for virtuous deeds, until you are called

What souls agree upon unanimously

كلُّ نَفسٍ لها رَجاءٌ مِن ال

لهِ إذا اصبحَت تُشيرُ إِلَيهِ

Every soul has hopes from God

When morning comes, it points to Him

فلتَسدَّ الخُطوبُ إن قَدرَت عَن

ني وجُوهَ العَطاءِ من جانِبَيهِ

Let difficulties cease, if you can

And turn to me the faces of generosity from both its sides

فبكِلتا يَديهِ قادَني الظَّن

نُ إلى واهبٍ بِكِلتا يَدَيهِ

So with both His hands, conjecture led me

To a Giver with both His hands