مِنْ مَقَامِ يَحْمَدِيٍّ أجْتَدِي

مَوْئِلاً أَعْتَدُّهُ لِلْمُعْتَدِي

From the abode of Yahmadi I take my course

From a praiseworthy station, I entreat

Seeking refuge for the transgressor

A sanctuary I prepare against the transgressor,

عَائِذاً بِالْحِلْمِ وَالإِجْمَالِ إِنْ

يَنْقَضِ الْغَيْبُ الذِي فِي الْمَشْهَدِ

Sheltering myself with patience and restraint

Seeking refuge in clemency and grace, should

Lest fate unravel what is seen

The unseen within the witnessed realm fade away,

وَسَلاَمٌ مِنْ سَلِيمٍ يَنْتَشِى

مِنْهُ رِيحُ الْعَتْبِ عَتْبِ السَّيِّدِ

And greetings from a forgiving friend

And a greeting of peace from a sound heart, exhaling

Whose gentle reproach is that of the noble lord

The scent of reproach, the reproach of the master.