فرَّ دهري بحقِّه

من يدي مستحقه

My age has fled its rights

From my deserving hand

يا رؤفا بخلقه

صوح النبتُ فاسقه

O Merciful to Your creation

The plants have given drink

نهلةً من سحائبك

فقرنا زاد فاغننا

A draft from Your clouds

So accompany our poverty with provision

واعطنا ما هو المنا

ثم فرج همومنا

And give us what we desire

Then relieve our worries

وأغثنا فإننا

في ترجي مواهبك

And help us for we

Await Your gifts