عافاكَ ربّي وَأَرجو اللَّه يَشفيكا
مِن كلِّ داءٍ وَباِسمِ اللَّه أَرقيكا
May my Lord grant you well-being, and I hope Allah will heal you,
From every malady. And in Allah's name I chant protection over you.
داواكَ رَبّي وَلَم تحوج إِلى أَحدٍ
وَعن دوا غَيرِه لا زالَ يُغنيكا
My Lord has cured you, so you need no one.
And the cure of others does not cease to suffice you.
وَقاكَ ربّي مِنَ الأَسواءِ أَجمعها
وَدامَ مِنها مَدى الأَزمانِ يَحميكا
My Lord has protected you from all harms,
And will continue protecting you as long as time continues.
فَما بِوَاقٍ سِوى مَولايَ نَعلمهُ
وَلا بِكافٍ سِوى مَولاكَ يَكفيكا
We know of no helper except our Master,
And of no sufficient one except your Master who suffices you.
سَلِّمْ إِلَيهِ وَمنهُ فاِرْجُ عافيةً
فَهوَ المُعافي الّذي حَقّاً يُعافيكا
Entrust yourself to Him, and through Him hope for wellness,
For He is the Healer who truly grants you health.
وَالطِبُّ فيهِ أُمِرنا وهو ليس مُنَا
فِيَ اِتِّكالٍ على ربٍّ يداويكا
Medicine is by His command, and it is not up to us.
Rather, rely on the Lord who heals you.
يا مُصطَفى المَجدِ وَالعلياءِ مِن شَرفٍ
في ذَروَةِ العزِّ قَد حَلَّت مَعاليكا
O Mustafa, pride and nobility of lineage,
At the pinnacle of honor, your glories abound.
يا جَوهَرَ السّؤدد المَكنونِ في أَدَبٍ
أَيُّ الجَواهِرِ في قدرٍ يُساويكا
O essence of hidden perfection embodied in manners,
What jewel can equal your worth?
يا كَعبَةَ الفَضلِ حجّتها أَفاضِلُنا
فَأَيّ بَحرٍ أَخا الإِتقانِ يَحكيكا
O Kaaba of virtue whose pilgrims are the virtuous,
What ocean can tell your story of excellence?
يا ديمَةَ الجودِ لَم تمسِك هواطِلُها
فَأَيّ وَبلٍ حَكى هطَّالَ أَيديكا
O raincloud of generosity whose showers do not cease,
What meadows can describe the downpour of your hands?
اللَّهُ مِن حبِّه إِيّاكَ في مَرض
قَدِ اِبتَلاكَ لِقربٍ مِنهُ يُدنيكا
From His love for you, in illness
God has tested you to bring you nearer to Him.
لِكَي تَنالَ جَزيلَ الأَجرِ فيهِ كَذا
بِهِ بِدارِ البقا تَعلو مَراقِيكا
So you may attain abundant reward through it,
And by it, ascend to high degrees in the Abode of Eternity.
لَكِن رَجائي بِأَن تُحبى بِعافِيةٍ
مَدى الزَّمانِ لَنا تُرضِي وتُرضيكا
But my hope is that you will be blessed with wellness
For our pleasure and yours, for as long as time continues.
إِنّي تَكَدَّرت لَمّا أَن سَمِعتُ بهِ
وَقَد تَمنّيتُ لَو بِالرّوحِ أَفديكا
I was saddened when I heard of it,
And wished I could redeem you with my soul.
لَكِنَّ ربّي لَطيفٌ وَهوَ ذو كَرَمٍ
قَد مَنَّ سُبحانَهُ مِن لُطفِهِ فيكا
But my Lord is Gentle and Generous.
Glorified is He! By His kindness towards you,
أَزالَهُ عَنكَ إِحساناً وَتكرمَةً
وَأَذهَبَ البأسَ رَبُّ البأسِ باريكا
He has removed it from you graciously and nobly,
And the Lord of Power has eliminated the harm.
وَجادَ فَضلاً عَلَينا في شفاكَ لَنا
وَالحَمدُ للَّهِ مَولانا وَمَولاكا
He has bestowed favor upon us in healing you,
Praise be to Allah, our and your Master.
وَإِن يَكُن مِنهُ آثارٌ لَقَد بَقِيَت
لا تَخشَ مِنها فَإِنّ اللَّه شافيكا
And if any traces remain, fear them not,
For God is your Healer.
إِنّي أُهنّيكَ جَذلاناً بعافيةٍ
وَأَنتَ مُستَوجب أَنّي أُهنِّيكا
I congratulate you sincerely on your well-being,
And you deserve my congratulations.
هَنّاكَ ربّي بِها طولَ الزَّمانِ ولا
يَزالُ فيها بِطولِ الدَّهرِ يوفيكا
May my Lord grant it to you for all time
And keep providing it for you for the duration of existence.
حَيّاكَ ربّي وَأَحياكَ الزّمانَ لنا
طَويل عُمرٍ وَربّي اللَّهُ يُبقيكا
May my Lord give you life and extend your life for us,
A long lifetime, and may Allah sustain you.
وَدُمْ بِحِفظِ إِلَه العَرشِ في نِعَمٍ
رَغيدَ عَيشٍ بِلا سوءٍ يدانيكا
Remain in the protection of the God of the Throne, in blessings,
A pleasant life, untouched by any evil that comes near you.
تَعيشُ عَيشاً هَنيئاً لا نَظيرَ لَهُ
وَأَهلك اللَّهُ مَن أَضحى يُعاديكا
You will live a blissful life that has no equal,
And may God destroy any who harbor enmity against you.
وَدُمتَ تَرقى بروجَ العِزّ في فَلكٍ
مِنَ العُلى وَبِها ينمو ترقِّيكا
May you continue ascending to the zenith, in a sphere
Of loftiness, therein growing your ascent.
ما لاحَ في الأفقِ نجمٌ ما بَدا قَمَرٌ
ما هَتَّك الصّبح سترَ اللّيلِ تَهتيكا
The dawn has not shone, nor has a star emerged,
The moon has not risen, nor has morning unveiled the night's veils,
ما الفَتحُ أَنشدَ يَدعو وَهوَ مُبتهلٌ
عافاكَ رَبّي وَأَرجو اللَّه يَشفيكا
Victory has not been proclaimed, calling in hopeful prayer:
May my Lord grant you well-being, and I hope Allah will heal you.