قُل لِغَرسِ الدِّينِ الأَميرِ الُمرَجَّى

وَالذي ما لِمَجدِهِ مِن مِثَالِ

Tell the scion of faith, the hoped for prince

Whose glory has no parallel

يا أَميراً في مَوقفِ الحربِ ما زا

لَ حِماماً لِسائِرِ الأَبطالِ

O prince, ever triumphant in the field of battle

No dove, but a lion midst heroes

يا فتَىً راحَتاهُ يَومَ النَّدى أَه

مَى منَ الغَيثِ وَالحَيا بالنَّوالِ

O youth, whose rest on a day of trial

Is to gird himself with sword and at the foe to charge

خَصَّكَ اللهُ بالَمكارِمِ حَتَّى

جُمِعَت فيكَ سائِرُ الأَمثالِ

God has singled you out for all that is virtuous

Till in you were combined all ideals

أَنتَ من مَعشَرٍ كِرامِ الَمساعي

لَهُمُ الَمجدُ والحِجا والَمعالي

You are of a folk whose effort is ever sublime

Theirs are glory, pilgrimage, and high enterprise

ليسَ يخشَى صَرفَ الحوادثِ مَن لا

ذَ بمغنى حِماكَ يا بنَ غَزالِ

He who is protected by your patronage

Fears not the blows of fate, O son of Ghazal

لكَ عزمٌ يومَ الكريهةِ أمضى

مِن شَبا البِيضِ والرِّماحِ العوالي

Your resolve in times of stress is more trenchant

Than damask blades or tall and slender spears

سُنَّةٌ في النَّدى تفرَّدتَ فيها

بخصالٍ ما مثلُها من خِصالِ

A tradition of succour have you inaugurated

With qualities unmatched by any virtues

بفخارٍ جَمٍّ ورأيٍ سديدٍ

وثَباتٍ ورِفعةٍ وجلالِ

With pride abundant, judgement right, constancy

Steadfastness, nobility and awe

نسَخَت ذكرَ من تقدَّمَ بالإِن

عامِ أيَّامُ جُودكِ المتوالي

You have erased the deeds of whoso went before

With the succession of your ever-bounteous days

فافتخِر بالعُلى فأنَت ومن أع

طاكَ فيها مُناكَ خيرُ الرِّجالِ

Then glory in sublimity, for you and those

Who gave you guidance are best of men

وابقَ واسلم ما غرَّدت ذاتُ طَوقٍ

سَحَراً في ذَوائبٍ من ضالِ

Live on, and greet what song-birds amid the branches

Warble at dawn in thickets blossoming