أَحْرُفٌ أَرْبَعٌ ذَهَبْنَ بِضُرِّي

وَحَسَمْنَ أَمْدَادَ مُوقِدِ جَمْرِ

Four letters have taken away my affliction,

And severed the fuel of my burning embers.

مَاتَ بِالْمِيمِ كُلُّ حَيٍّ لِوَجْدِي

وَبِحَاءٍ حَمَلْتُ إِصْرِي بِيُسْرِي

With the 'Meem', every living thing perished from my longing,

And with the 'Haa', I carried my heavy burden with ease.

وَبِمِيمٍ مَلَكْتُ مَا نَدَّ عَنِّي

مِنْ شُرُودِ الْمُنَى فَبُشْرَى بِبِشْرِي

And with the 'Meem', I reclaimed what had fled from me,

Of elusive desires, so glad tidings for my joy.

وَبِدَالٍ دَلَوْتُ دَلْوِي مَلْأََى

مِنْ زَكَايَا النَّدَى بِأَشْطَانِ نَصْرِ

And with the 'Daal', I drew my bucket full,

From the pure springs of generosity, with the ropes of victory.