الهى سَيدي أَنتَ الجَليل

بِبابِ رَجائِكَ العَبدُ الذَليل

My Lord, You are the Majestic One

At Your door of hope, the humble servant

ضَعيفُ الحالِ مُنكَسِر فَقير

كَثيرُ الغَي ناصِرُهُ قَليل

Weak in state, downcast, destitute

Great in sin, with few helpers

فَاِنتَ لذنيه رب غَفور

كَريم صَفحَة السامي جَزيل

Yet You are to Your servants a Forgiving Lord

Noble, abounding in pardon and grace

قَصَدت حَماكَ يا مَولى المَوالى

أَرومُ العَفوَ أَمل جَميل

I have come seeking Your protection, O Master of masters

Hoping for pardon, a beautiful hope

قَصدت حَماكَ تَستَر قبج عيبي

بِسر المُصطَفى اِنّي دَخيل

I have come seeking Your veil for my shameful sins

By the station of al-Mustafa, I am a newcomer

فَحاشا أَن تَخيبَ فيكَ ظَنّي

وَأَنتَ لِعَبدِكَ الراجي كَفيل

It would be shameful if my hopes in You were dashed

For You are the Guarantor for Your beseeching servant

فَاِن يَكُ جُرم عَبدِكَ لَيسَ يُحصى

فَحُسنُ رِضاكَ لَيسَ لَهُ عَديل

If Your servant's sins cannot be counted

Then the beauty of Your good pleasure has no equal

فَمن لي اِن طردت وَأي بابِ

أَيمم دونَ بابِكَ يا جَليل

If You turn me away, to which door can I go?

What door other than Yours is majestic?

لَقَد قادَ الشَقاءَ زمام حَتفى

لِوادي خِجلَتي بِئسَ الدَليل

Misfortune has led the reins of my doom

To the valley of my disgrace—what an evil guide!

فَاِينَ أفرُّ من شيطان نَفسي

وَمن أَمارَتي أَينَ السَبيل

Where can I flee from the devil of my soul?

From its incitements—where is the path?

عَظيم العَفوِ اِن عَظُمتَ ذُنوبي

فَلى أَمل لِعَفوِكَ لا يَزول

Great in pardon—if my sins are immense

Then my hope in Your pardon does not cease

بِحُبِّكَ لِلرِّضا تَرضى عَلى مَن

أَتى لَكَ وَهُوَ مُعتَرِف ذَليل

By Your love, You are pleased with one

Who comes to You, humble and confessing

فَاِنتَ الحي مُحي كُل حي

وَأَنتَ لِمَن دَعا نِعمَ الوَكيل

You are the Living, giving life to all lives

To those who call You, the Best Trustee