يا رُبَّ رِزقٍ قَد أَتى مِن سَبَب

لَو سَلَّمَ العَبدُ إِلَيهِ الطَلَب

O Lord of provision that came from a cause

If only the servant surrendered to it his request

وَرُبَّ مَن قَد جاءَهُ رِزقُهُ

مِن حَيثُ لايَرجو وَلايَحتَسِب

And the Lord of he whose provision came to him

From where he does not hope nor account

ما أَنفَعَ العَقلَ لِأَصحابِهِ

نَتيجَةُ العَقلِ تَمامُ الأَدَب

How useful is reason for its owners

The outcome of reason is perfection of manner

إِنّي أَرى المَغرورَ مَن غَرَّهُ ال

دَهرُ عَلى كَثرَةِ ما يَنقَلِب

Indeed I see the deluded one whom time deluded

Due to the frequency of its overturning

ما يَستَقيمُ الأَمرُ إِلّا التَوى

وَلا يَجيءُ الشَيءُ إِلّا ذَهَب

The matter will not go straight except with repentance

And nothing comes except it goes

وَالدَهرُ لا تَفنى أَعاجيبُهُ

في كُلِّ ما فَكَّرتَ فيهِ عَجَب

And time, its wonders do not cease

In all that you pondered, it is wonder