لاَ تَطْرُدُوا آمَالَهُ عَنْ مَوْرِدٍ

بِحِمَاكُمُ يَجْرِي بِسَيْبِ اللهِ

Do not drive his hopes away from a spring

Flowing within your sanctuary by the bounty of God;

جَاءَتْهُ مُوقَدَةَ الْجَوَانِحِ مِنْ صَدىً

لِزُلاَلِهِ الْمُفْنِي لَهْوَ الَّلاهِي

They came to it, their ribs ablaze with searing thirst,

For its pure waters that extinguish the distractions of the heedless.