لبستْ صفيةُ خرقةَ الفقراءِ

لمّا تحلتْ حِلية الأمناءِ

Safiya donned the robe of the poor,

When she was adorned with the jewels of the trustees.

وأتتْ بكلِّ فضيلةِ وتنزَّهتْ

عن ضدّها فعلَتْ على النظراءِ

She attained every virtue and became aloof,

From its opposite, astonishing peers.

وتكالمت أخلاقها وتقدَّست

وتخلَّقتْ بجوامعِ الأسماء

Her morals conversed and sanctified,

And she was characterized with the essence of names.

جاءت لها الأرواح في محرابها

فهي البَتُول أُخيَّة العذراءِ

The souls came to her in her shrine,

She is the chaste, sister of the Virgin.

وهي الحَصانُ فما تزنُّ بريبته

وهي الرَّزانُ شقيقةُ الحمراءِ

She is the mare, so she doesn’t waver in her pace,

She is serene, sister of the red camel.

نزلتْ تبشِّرها ملائكة السما

ليلاً بنيلِ وراثةِ النباء

The angels of the sky descended to give her glad tidings,

At night of attaining the inheritance of prophethood.