فَلَو أَلقَيتَهُ ما بَينَ ماءٍ
وَنارٍ كانَ بَينَهُما اِلتِئامُ
If you were to cast it between water
And fire, harmony would exist between them
هَل أَنتَ إِلّا البَدرُ تَمَّ تَمامُهُ
وَالغَيثُ باكِرٌ وَبلُهُ وَسِجامُهُ
Are you not but the full moon whose completeness is perfected?
The early rain whose intensity and force are great
وَالسَيفُ أَرهَفُ لِلمَضاءِ غَرارَهُ
وَالرُمحُ قُوِّمَ لِلِقاءِ قَوامُهُ
The sword, sharp for destruction, its edges bare
The spear, balanced for battle, its tip upright
أَنتَ الرَبيعُ الغَضُّ رَقَّ نَسيمُهُ
وَاِخضَرَّ رَوضَتُهُ وَصابَ غَمامُهُ
You are the fresh spring whose breeze is gentle
Its meadows green, its clouds pouring
خَلقَ كَنَشرِ الرَوضِ طَلَّ نَباتُهُ
أَو مِثلَ صَرفِ الراحِ فَضَّ خِتامُهُ
Created like the blooming of a garden its plants blossoming
Or like the twists of the wind, its conclusion folded
لِلأَولِياءِ رَخاؤُهُ وَرُخاؤُهُ
وَعَلى العِداةِ سَمومُهُ وَسِمامُهُ
To the loyal, its comfort and tranquility
And upon the enemies, its poisons and toxins
يا مَن أَدَلَّ عَلى الزَمانِ زَمانُهُ
وَزَرى عَلى أَيّامِهِ أَيّامُهُ
O you who led the times to their time
And surveyed its days with his days
يَدنو فَيَغمُرُ كُلَّ شَيءٍ فَضلُهُ
كَالخَصبِ يَنعُشُ كُلَّ خَلقٍ عامُهُ
He comes near to immerse everything in his bounty
Like fertility reviving all creation through its time
ما إِن يَزالُ مِنَ المَآثِرِ وَالعُلا
في مَوكِبٍ مَنشورَةٍ أَعلامُهُ
Continuously, from great feats and might
In a displayed procession, his banners raised
عالٍ تَسَوَّرَ فَوقَ قُمَّةِ سُؤدُدٍ
أَوفى عَلى قُمَمِ النُجومِ سَنامُهُ
High, exceeding the summit of lofty peaks
Fulfilling atop the starry heights his achievement
يَبدو فَيُبدي الصُبحُ غُرَّةَ وَجهِهِ
وَاللَيلُ قَد قَبَضَ العُيونَ ظَلامُهُ
He appears and the dawn reveals the radiance of his face
While the night has withdrawn in its darkness
سَبَقَ الجِيادَ فَما يُشَقُّ غُبارُهُ
وَعَلا القَرينَ فَما يُرامُ مَرامُهُ
He surpassed steeds, his dust never stirred
He rivaled meteors, his course never deviated
وَلَئِن أَبَرَّ عَلى الحُسامِ عزيمَةً
فَكَما أَبَرَّ عَلى القَضاءِ حُسامُهُ
And if he was determined against swords with resolve
He was equally determined in destiny through his sword
وَكَأَنَّما أَقلامُهُ أَسيافُهُ
وَكَأَنَّما أَسيافُهُ أَقلامُهُ
As if his pens were his swords
And his swords were his pens
ما المَجدُ إِلّا العِقدَ جودُكَ شَذرُهُ
وَنَداكَ لُؤلُؤُهُ وَأَنتَ نِظامُهُ
Glory is naught but your generosity, its necklace strung
And your munificence, its pearl, and you its coherence
وَالجودُ في يَدِكَ اليَمينِ عِنانُهُ
وَالبَأسُ في يَدِكَ الشِمالُ خُطامُهُ
Generosity in your right hand its reins
And might in your left hand its bridle
ما زالَ فَوطُكَ في اللِواءِ مُوَلِّياً
مَولى المَخافَةَ خَلفَهُ وَأَمامَهُ
Your domain in the banner has not ceased
Behind and before, the patron of reverence
فَاِعمُر عَلى زَمَنٍ أَغَرَّ مُحَجَّلٍ
قَد تَمَّ فيكَ عَلى الوَرى إِنعامُهُ
So build in an era whose beauty is unveiled
Through you upon the earth, its benefaction perfected
