هُنِّئْتَ يا مَوْلى الوَرى مَقْدَما

أطْلَعْتَ للسّعدِ بهِ أنجُما

You are welcomed, O Master of all,

You have risen like lucky stars.

حَلَلْتَ من مالَقَةٍ مَنزِلاً

زاحَمَ في العَلياءِ شهْبَ السّما

You have come from Malaga and settled,

Competing with the stars in the highest heaven.

يسرَحُ منهُ الطّرْفُ في مَربَعٍ

يُقيّدُ المُنْجِدَ والمُتْهِما

Eyes roam freely in its squares,

Imprisoning the complainer and the skeptic.

تسابَقَ الأعْلامُ من أهْلِها

ليَلبِسوا ثوْبَ العُلَى مُعْلَما

The flags of its people raced,

To wear the dress of highness proudly.

قالوا وقد وافيت لله ما

أشفقَ مولانا وما أرحما

They said, as you have fulfilled what is for God,

Our Master was merciful and compassionate.

هذا صَباحُ الهَدْيِ حيّاكُمُ

هيْهاتَ جلَّ الصُبْحُ أن يكْتَما

This is the dawn of guidance, we congratulate you,

Far be it, the dawn cannot conceal it.

هَذا المَقامُ اليوسُفيُّ الذي

للهِ ما أعْلى وما أعْلَما

This is the Joseph-like station,

What an elevation and splendor it has!

تكُفُّ كفَّ الظلمِ أحْكامُهُ

وهَدْيُهُ يجْلو الدُجى المُظْلِما

Its rulings curb the hand of injustice,

And its guidance dispels the deep darkness.

مدَدْتَ للتّقْبيلِ كفّاً ومِن

قبْلُ غَمامُ الأفْقِ لَيْلاً هَمى

You have extended a hand for kissing,

While the horizon's clouds have gathered at night.

فحارَتِ الأذهانُ في شأنِها

لمْ تَدرِ ما صَوْبُ الحَيا منهُما

So the minds were confused,

Not knowing which direction life would take.

تحْسِبُهُمْ في حين تَقْبيلِها

قَطاً على مَوْرِدِها حُوّما

When kissing your hand, they think

They are like cats at their watering hole.

ثمّ انثَنوْا بعدَ الثناءِ الذي

تَلوْا لديكَ ذِكْرَهُ المُحْكَما

Then they withdrew after the praise,

Reciting its mention, preserved before you.

عودةُ مَولايَ لأوطانِهِمْ

قد جَعلوهُ العِيدَ والمَوْسِما

The return of my Master to his homelands,

They have made it a feast and season.

ما جبَلُ الفتْحِ ومَن أهْلُهُ

إذْ أصبَحوا قدْ كَفَروا الأنعُما

What is the nature of the people of victory,

When they have shown ingratitude for blessings!

كأن بهِمْ والرّوْعُ في أرضِهمْ

يأبَى لشَمْلِ الأمْنِ أنْ يُنْظَما

As if there is fear in their land,

Refusing the order of security.

كأنْ بهِمْ قدْ عادَ مُرْتابُهمْ

مُغْرىً بما أوْلَيْتَهُ مُغْرَما

As if their doubter has returned,

Enticed by what you have given, ungrateful.

مؤمّلاً منك لنصْرِ الهُدَى

مولىً هُماماً باذِلاً مُنْعِما

Hoping from you for the victory of guidance,

A noble Master, bestower of gifts.

أيْنَ التُقى والعَدْلُ والفضلُ من

قوْمٍ غَدا الجَور لهُمْ مِيسَما

Where are piety, justice and grace from a people,

For whom injustice has become a tradition!

وسوفَ يكبُو منهُمُ كُلُّ مَنْ

أجْرى جيادَ البَغي أو أجْرَما

And soon each one of them will fall,

Who drove the steeds of transgression or sinned.

كأن بمَولايَ الهُمامِ الرّضَى

في مَجْمَعِ البحْرَيْنِ قد حُكِّما

As if my noble Master's pleasure,

Has been made an arbitrator between two seas.

كأن بمَولايَ إمامِ الهُدى

للدّين يعْلي عندهُ مَعْلَما

As if my Master, Imam of guidance,

Has made uprightness a flag for the religion.

وكُلّ كَفّارٍ عنيدٍ لَدى

مَغنى الجهادِ قد غَدا مغْنَما

And every stubborn unbeliever,

Has become war booty at the hands of the holy warriors.

مولايَ مدحُ العَبْدِ قِدْماً إلى

نيْلِ مُناهُ لمْ يزَلْ سُلَّما

My Master, the praise of a servant stepping

Towards attaining his wishes has always been a ladder.

يا آيةً مذْ أطْلِعَت قد جَلَتْ

بالعَدلِ أمْراً لمْ يَزل مُبْهَما

O sign, since you have risen, justice

Has clarified what was ambiguous.

يا رَحْمةً من كُلّ ما أتّقِي

جعلتُها كهْفاً ومُسْتَعْصَما

O mercy, I have made it a refuge,

From all that I fear, and fortified.

يا نعمةً سُمِّيتُ مَمْلوكَها

قَدْري بِها بيْن البرايا سَما

O blessing, I have called myself its slave,

My fate among mankind became elevated.

ها أنا كالعِيسِ وقد حُمِّلَتْ

عذْبَ الوُرودِ وهْيَ تشكُو الظّما

The fresh roses complaining of thirst.

Your care over the servant is shade, and without you

جاهُكَ فوقَ العبْدِ ظِلٌّ ومِنْ

بُعْدِكَ جمرُ الوَجْدِ قد أُضْرِما

The embers of passion have been ignited.

You remain, and victory as you will,

لا زِلْتَ والنّصرُ كما ترْتَضي

يحُلُّ من بابِكَ أعْلَى حِمَى

Comes from your door, protecting the sanctuary.

For you is the prayer of victory and honor,

بالنّصْرِ والعزّ لكُمْ قد دَعا

مَن طافَ بالبَيْتِ ومَنْ أحْرَما

By one who circumambulated the House or entered Ihram.