يا مَن يَطوفُ بِكَعبَةِ ال

إِحسانِ مِنهُ المُستَميحُ

O you who circumambulates the Kaaba of kindness

From you comes the anointed one

إِن ظَلَّ عازَرُ قَصَدنا

مَيتاً فَجَدواكَ المَسيحُ

If Lazarus lingered, intending our way

Though dead, your Messiah would revive him

أَو طافَ طوفانٌ بِنا

مِن عُسرَةٍ فَنَداكَ نوحُ

Or if a flood of hardship enveloped us

Then your Noah would call upon you