انْظُرْ له نوراً بدا مشهودا

يأوي له رجلٌ غَدَا مسعودا

Behold, a light has dawned, bright, manifest,

A man has found refuge, blessed now with fortune,

في ظلمة الأسواق لاح كأنّما

نَشَرَ الصّباحُ على الظّلام بُنُودا

In the dark alleys there appeared as though

The morning had cast its gleam upon the gloom.

يا رنّةَ الشّيطانِ منه إذا النّدا

نادى فولّى خاسِئاً مطرودا

O cursed bird of ill-omen, when he calls

It takes to flight, expelled, driven away.

وغنيمةَ السُّعَدَا إذا لم يُلهِهِمْ

شَيْءٌ فَلَبَّوْا رُكّعاً وسجودا

The prize of bliss - when nothing can distract them -

They bow down prostrate, fervent in worship.

قَرَّتْ به لذوي الدّيانة أَعْيُنٌ

وغدا به حزبُ الشَّقا مفؤودا

In him the religious find delight,

While the party of misery is deprived.

للّه أسّسه الذي هو آمِلٌ

أَنْ سوف يُحْرِزُ أَجْرَهُ الموعودا

God established him, and he hopes

To gain the reward promised and assured.

رَبِحَتْ تجارتُه فأنفق فَانياً

لينالَ في دار النّعيم خلودا

His trade has prospered, he spends like water

To gain in the Abode of Bliss eternity,

فَلِمِثل هذا الصُّنْعِ تستبق النّهى

وعليه تنفطر الكِرَامُ كبودا

For the like of this deed sincerity races ahead

And upon it the generous assembled pour out their bounty.

فاقْبَلْهُ من بانيه يا رَبَّ الورى

مَنْ لا يُخِيبُ لآملٍ مقصودا

Accept him from his Maker, O Lord of Lords,

He who never disappoints the hopes of yearners-after.

وأَجِبْ بفضلك دعوتي إذْ قلتُ فِي

تاريخه جازى الصغيّر جودا

Answer my prayer, as I have said in its date,

“May He reward the little one for his generosity.”