لَم يَكفِ ما قَد سَامَني بِغيابه

حَتّى تَلقَاني بِسَيف عِتابه

His absence did not suffice the agony it caused me

Until his sword of rebuke did find and smite me

نَفسي الفِداء لِغائب عَن ناظِري

وَمحله في القَلب دونَ حِجابه

My soul I sacrifice for one absent from my sight

His place in my heart beyond any veil or barrier

لَولا تَمتع مُقلَتي بِلقائِهِ

لَوَهَبتها لمبشري بايابه

If it were not for my eyes delighting in seeing him again

I would have granted them to the bringer of glad tidings of his return

فَالحَمدُ لِلّه الَّذي قَمع العِدا

وَأَقر أَعيننا بِعود رِكابه

So praise be to God who suppressed the enemies

And brought joy to our eyes with his homecoming