أَيا ناصرَ الدينِ الَّذي عَمَّ فَضلُهُ

وَقَد شَمَلَتنا بِالنَوالِ شَمائِلُه

O supporter of the faith whose merit encompasses,

And whose fine qualities have showered us,

تَبسَّمَ هَذا القطرُ إِذ أَنتَ حاضِرٌ

بِهِ وَجَرى سَلسالُه وَجداولُه

This land smiled when you were present,

Its streams flowed and its rivers ran.

ففي كُلِّ رَوضٍ مِنهُ عَينٌ قَريرةٌ

وَفي كُلِّ زَهرٍ مِنهُ زَهرٌ تُشاكِلُه

In every garden there is a bubbling spring,

In every flower there is one like it.

يُنافِسُني فيك الزَمانُ حسادة

إِذا رُمتُ لُقياك اِستَمَرّت شَوغِلُه

Time envies me for you,

When I try to meet you its preoccupations continue.

وَلي زَمَنٌ لَم أُبصِرَ السيِّدَ الَّذي

إِذا لَم نَزُرهُ زارَنا مِنهُ نائِلُه

I have a time when I did not see the master

Who, when we did not visit him, visited us with his gifts.

كَريمٌ قَصَدناهُ لِدَفعِ مُلِمَّةٍ

مِن الدَهرِ فانثالَت عَلَينا فَواضِلُه

A generous one whom we approached to dispel

A calamity from fate, so its disasters descended upon us.

فَمِن جودِهِ في كُلِّ جِيدٍ قَلائِدٌ

بِها يَزدَهي حُسناً عَلى مَن يُطاوِلُه

From his generosity there are necklaces on every good person

With which beauty is enhanced over anyone rivaling him.

وَما الفَخرُ إِلا ما يروِّضُ فكرُهُ

وَلا الهَجرُ إِلا ما تَفِيضُ أَنامِلُه

Glory is only what his thought domesticates,

Estrangement only what his fingers drip.

وَجاورَ هَذا النِيلَ نَيلُ بنانِهِ

وَرامَ مُضاهاةً لِمَن لا يُماثِلُه

And this Nile neighbored the Nile of his qualities,

And aspired to emulate one it cannot match.

وَأَنّى يُضاهي واحدٌ عشرَ أَنمُلٍ

تُمَدُّ مِن البَحرِ الخِضَمِّ نَوافِلُه

How can one equal ten fingers

Extending from the great sea gifts overflowing?