هَلُمُّوا يَا بَنِي الْحَاجِ

إِلَى مَثْوَى أَبِي حَاجِ

Come my sons of pilgrimage

Come forth, O sons of Al-Hajj,

To the dwelling of my father, Hajj

To the resting place of Abu Hajj,

أَبِي الْحَاجَاتِ مُعْطِيهَا

لِمُعْتَزٍّ وَمُحْتَاجِ

My father, the giver of needs

The father of needs, who grants them

To the desperate and the needy

To both the honored and the destitute,

وَمَلْهُوفِ وَمَوْصُوفِ

بِإِحْرَاجِ وَإِزْعَاجِ

To the anxious and described

And the distressed, and the one beset

With distress and irritation

By profound hardship and turmoil,

وَإِقْلاَقٍ لإِخْفًاق

وَإِنْتَاجِ لِإِرْتَاجِ

And worry of failing

And anxiety born of failure,

And productivity of shaking

And yielding fruit from a locked impasse.

ضمِنْتُ الْفُلْجَ بِالمَْرْجُ

وِّ مِنها للشَّجِ الرَّاجِ

I have contained the ships with harbor

I guarantee success in what is hoped

From it for the prominent fugitive

Of these needs, for the grieving supplicant.

وَلَيْسَ الْخُبْرُ كَالإِخْبَا

رِ فَاخْبُرْ فَيْضَ عَجَّاجِ

And news is not like telling

For firsthand experience is not like being

So tell the abundance of tumult

Told, so test the flood of this roaring sea.