قسماً بعزة تاجه ولوائه

وبجيشه المنصور في هيجائه

I swear by the honor of his crown and banner,

And by his victorious army in its vigor,

وبعرشه السامي وبأس حسامه

وسداده في حكمه وقضائه

And by his lofty throne and the might of his sword,

And his justice in his rule and judgment,

وزمانه وأمانه وحنانه

فينا وحكمة رأيه ومضائه

And his era, security, and mercy upon us,

And the wisdom of his opinion and purpose,

وصلاته وزكاته وصيامه

ويقينه وأناته وذكائه

And his prayers, alms, and fasting,

And his certainty, composure, and intelligence,

وجياده وعماده وحصونه

وسفينه وقلاعه وبنائه

And his steeds, pillars, and fortresses,

And his ships, castles, and buildings,

وخليجه ومضيقه وجباله

ومجاله وبحاره وعطائه

And his gulf, strait, and mountains,

And his terrain, seas, and generosity,

وذمامه ومرامه وجهاده

وجلاله وبنيه بل نجبائه

He is the chosen Imam by his Lord,

To protect Islam from its enemies,

والمطلع الميمون حيث الموكب ال

مشهور قام يموج في أضوائه

He took hold of the reins of the world and raised,

His value in his land and heavens,

وغياضه ورياضه وحياضه

وذماره ومناره وعلائه

And he was called the Supporter of the Faithful, so the

Days and destinies became part of his names,

وقيامه سهران يرعى وحده

أقوامه وغناه عن وزرائه

With the messengers and angels joyful for him,

And victory and support from his allies,

ودفاعه عنا الخطوب وكشفه

ظلم الكروب وعفوه وإبائه

When he came while the sword hung over the zealous foe,

And his sons drowned in bloodshed,

لهو الإمام المجتبى من ربه

لحماية الإسلام من أعدائه

He removed their plight and united them,

And healed their pain and misery,

ألقى إليه مقالد الدنيا وأع

لى قدره في أرضه وسمائه

With the power of the Able he overwhelmed the enemies,

No adversary can withstand meeting him,

ودعاه عون المؤمنين فكانت ال

أيام والأقدار من أسمائه

So the Great King saved him from harm,

And Islam rejoiced after its weeping,

والرسل والأملاك في بشرائه

والنصر والتأييد من حلفائه

And established him, strong and steadfast,

Shining in brilliance after being hidden,

ولقد أتى والسيف في عنق الحمى

وبنوه غرقى في عباب دمائه

And returned this harsh, unforgiving era,

To its prosperity and loyalty,

فأقال عثرته وجمَّع شمله

وشفاه من آلامه وشقائه

And relieved the House of God from what pained it,

Robing it in the garb of its glory and splendor,

وسطا على الأعداء سطوة قادر

لا يستطيع الخصم هول لقائه

So his path is safe and blessed,

Guarded by his soldiers and artistry,

فنجا به الملك الكبير من الأذى

وتهلل الإسلام بعد بكائه

He deserves reward from the Prophet for his stature,

And his visitors and residents of his valley,

وأقامه جذلان مشتّد القوى

متبلج الأنوار بعد خفائه

Abdul Hamid, today we recall the beginning of your rule,

In places congratulated for its permanence,

وأعاد هذا الدهر بعد جماحه ال

قاسي إلى إقباله ووفائه

The day the masses saw the mercy of the Creator,

Revealed in the beauty of its space,

وأراح بيت اللّه مما راعه

وكساه حلة مجده وبهائه

The day it was distinguished in time, and with it the Sultan

Was proud over his sons,

فطريقه مأمونة ميمونة

محروسة بجنوده وسنائه

Rather, history preserved it, noting

What spreads in the cosmos of its news,

فله الجزاء من النبي عن المقا

م وزائريه وساكني بطحائه

Celebrate it, the wilderness and its people rejoiced,

And for it Islam appeared in its vanity,

عبد الحميد اليوم نذكر بدء حك

مك في مواطن هُنِّئَتْ ببقائه

The earth, its sides fragrant and verdant,

And the horizon in its radiance and clarity,

يوم رأى فيه الرعية رحمة ال

باري تجلت في جميل فضائه

And the East, its borders smiling, vying

With the hateful West in its fertility and comfort,

يوم تآبه في الزمان فكان بال

سلطان مفتخراً على أبنائه

And frightening it against tilting its thrones,

And renewing in it what is past of its illnesses,

بل صانه التاريخ معتدّاً بما

يمتد في الأكوان من أنبائه

And showing it that its submission and affection,

Are better for it than its hatred and enmity,

عيد به احتفل البرية واحتفوا

وبدا له الإسلام في خيلائه

Stop, enemies of the faith, your hopes,

Its paths blocked by the mountains of his determination,

فالأرض عاطرة الجوانب نضرة

والأفق في إشراقه وصفائه

And be gentle with yourselves, your misguidance,

Hastening your destruction with his tribulation,

والشرق مبتسم الثغور ينافس ال

غرب البغيض بخصبه ورخائه

And by the sword of the King be guided, for long,

The path was illuminated by it for the lost eye,

ويخيفه من أن يميل عروشه

ويعيد فيه ما مضى من دائه

My Master, this is a praise poem from a youth,

Expressing signs of his love and loyalty,

ويريه أن خضوعه ووداده

أولى له من حقده وعدائه

And seeing life prosperous in your protection,

Ever green, ensuring the permanence of his bliss,

مهلاً عداة الدين إن رجاءكم

سُدَّتْ مسالكه بطود رجائه

A loyalist to you, enamored with you, consumed,

With passions aflame in his core,

وترفقوا بنفوسكم فضلالكم

ساع إلى تدميركم ببلائه

Content with your mention, elated, so the world shook,

Echoing the beauty of his praise,

وبصارم الملك اهتدوا فلطالما

وضح السبيل به لعين التائه

مولاي هذي مدحة من ناشئٍ

يبدي أدلَّة حبه وولائه

ويرى المعيشة في حماك رغيدة

خضراء ضامنة دوام هنائه

متشيع لك مغرم بك هائم

تتوقد الأشواق في أحشائه

غنى بذكرك مطرباً فاهتزت ال

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