لَكَ الصَدرُ في العَلياءِ أَنتَ يَدُ العُلى

وَبَدرُ الهُدى العالي وَفَخرَ بَني المَلا

You have the highest rank, you are the hand of the Most High

And the full moon of sublime guidance, pride of the kings

أَتَت نَحوَ عَلياكَ الصَدارَة تَنجَلي

فَقُلتُ أَتَت في عَهدِها تذكرُ الوَلا

The presidency has come to your eminent self

So I said, it came in its time remembering loyalty

وَما هِيَ إِلا خِلَةٌ وَأَليفَةٌ

لِذاتِكَ لا تَنسى الزَمان الَّذي خَلا

It is nothing but an affinity and friendship

To your essence, not forgetting the time that has passed

وَما كانَ ذاكَ البُعد عَن أُفقِها سِوى

سَبيلٍ لِتَجديد اللِقاءِ الَّذي حَلا

And that distance from its horizon was but

A way to renew the meeting that settled

دَعَتكَ بِهَذا العَصر أَولَ خاطِبٍ

لِهام مَعاليها فَلا زِلتَ أَوَلا

This era called you, the first suitor

To its sublime ambitions, so you have always been loyal

بِذاتك هامَ الكَون أَجمَع أَنَّهُ

عَلَيكَ بِهَذا العَصر أَمَّ وَعَولا

With your essence, the whole universe hoped

That in this era, it would entrust and depend on you

جَمَعتَ شِعارَ الحِلم وَالحَزم مِثلَما

رَفَعتَ مَنارَ العِلمِ وَالفهم فَاِنجَلى

You combined the motto of forbearance and wisdom, just as

You raised the beacon of knowledge and understanding, so it shone

يَراعكَ في يُمناك جَردَهُ الهُدى

فَكانَ لَهُ بَحر الحَقيقَةِ منهَلا

Prudence looks after you in your prosperity

So the sea of truth has been a spring for it

لَقَد أَسكَر الدُنيا كانَّ مِدادَهُ

وَقَد سَلَبَ الأَلبابَ نَوعٌ مِن الطَلا

The world was intoxicated, its ink

Robbed minds of a certain yearning

بَدا يَنفُث السِحر الحَلال وَقَد رَوى

عَن الحِكمَة الغَراء سِرّاً فَأَذهَلا

It began spewing lawful magic and quenched

The wisdom of the honorable with a secret, so it amazed

وَلَم يَكُن عَصر النُبوةِ قَد مَضى

لِقُلتُ عَلَيهِ أَصبَحَ الوَحيُ مَنزِلا

And if the era of prophethood had not yet passed

I would have said, revelation has descended upon it

يَنوبُ عَن السَيف الصَقيل لَدى الوَغى

فَيَهتُف لا تَلقوا بِأَيديكُم إِلى

It substitutes for the polished sword in times of strife

So it shouts do not raise your hands to

أَيا جسم لُطفٍ بِالوَقارِ قَد اِكتَسى

وَيا هام مَجدٍ بِالفَخارِ تَكَللا

Oh delicate body clothed in dignity

And oh ambition crowned with pride

بِكَ الآن قَد أَحيى البِلاد مَليكَنا

مُنيرُ أَثيرِ المَجد دامَ لَهُ العُلى

Through you now the country has revived, our King

The illuminator of the glorious ether, may his supremacy last

فَسَعد البَرايا أَرخوهُ بَدا وَقَد

أَتى صَدرَهُ العالي أَميناً عَلي المَلا

The land prospered, it welcomed him, and he came

To his high position, trusted with the nation