مَضى الى اللَه انطون الكَريم وَقَد

اذاب كلَّ فؤادٍ عند مصرعهِ

Anton the generous passed away to God when

He melted every heart at his deathbed

ناحَت بنو فَرَج اللَه الكِرامُ لَه

بكل جفنٍ سَقاهُ صوبَ مدمعهِ

The honorable children of Faraj wept for him

With every eyelid that poured tears towards it

وَمذ ثوى تربةً طابَت جوانبها

وَقَد غدا في الاعالي طيب مرتعهِ

And since he became dust in a ground whose sides are pleasant

And he has gone to the highest (heavens) where his resting place is good

اتيتُ اكتبُ تأريخاً أُعِدَّ لَها

مراحم اللَه حلَّت حول مضجعهِ

I came to write a date for it

God's mercies descended around his deathbed