لَعَمرُكَ لَم تُبَقَّ لَنا سُكوناً

شُكاةٌ ما اِستَطَعتَ بِها حِراكا

By your life, it has left us no repose—

an illness through which you could not stir.

رَماكَ الدَهرُ عَن عَرضٍ وَلَكِن

أَصابَ حَشا المَكارِمَ إِذ رَماكا

Time shot at you almost in passing; yet

when it shot, it struck the very heart of noble virtues.

وَلَمّا أَن بَلاكَ بُليتُ حُزناً

فَما يُدرى بَلائي مِن بَلاكا

And when it afflicted you, I too was afflicted with grief,

so no one can distinguish my affliction from yours.

مُنيتُ بِها فَما أَشفَقتَ مِنها

وَأَشفَقَتِ العُلا مِما مَناكا

You were stricken with it, yet you showed it no fear,

while high glory feared for you when it afflicted you.

صَبَرتَ لَها وَلَم تُخلَق جَزوعاً

فَتَبكي في الشَدائِدِ أَو تَباكى

You bore it patiently, and were not created fainthearted,

to weep in adversity, even to make a show of weeping.

وَإِنَّكَ إِن أُذيتَ بِكُلِّ سوءٍ

فَلَيسَ بِمُنقَضٍ أَبَداً أَذاكا

And even if you are made to suffer every kind of evil,

your suffering will never, ever come to an end.