وَلَعَمْري لَولا بِقِيَّة عبد ال

واحد الحَنبلِيِّ أُعْضِلُ داؤُه

By my life, were it not for the remnant of Abd al-Wahid al-Hanbali

His malady would have overwhelmed me

هُم أَعادوا المَعروفَ غَضّاً وَقَد صو

وَح مُخْضَرَّه وغاضَ بهاؤُه

They brought back kindness withered, its blossom faded and its radiance dimmed

A people nurtured on nobility, pure is the water of their manliness

مَعْشَرٌ أُرْضِعُوا النَّباهةَ من عو

دٍ نُضَارُ ماءِ المروءةِ ماؤُه

Each kindness they do is in return for kindness done them

And in dislike they are partners

كُلُّ مَعروفِهم لِمَعروفهم طَلْق

وَهُم في مَكروهِهِ شُرَكاؤُه

Tongues that adorned the pulpits, from them

Every wrath perished, erased by destiny

أَلْسُنٌ تَوَّجَ المنابرَ منها

كلُّ عضْبٍ فلَّ القضاءَ مَضَاؤُه

The Glorious Book bears witness that an attribute

Whose reciters he has preserved

فالكتابُ العزيزُ يَشْهَدُ أنْ قد

سلمت خصلة لهُ قرّاؤُه

You are its people, and whoever does not say my words

Has blinded his organs universally

أَهله أَنتُم وَمَن لَم يَقُل قَو

لي عَمّمت عينهُ أَعضاؤُه

Jurisprudents of Islam, if the perplexity of its priests has worn you down

Then don their mantles, you pulpit orators!

فُقهاء الإِسلامِ إِنْ عَنَّ

لبس أحباره خُطَبَاؤُه