رُبَّ أَمرٍ يَسوءُ ثُمَّ يَسُرُّ

وَكَذاكَ الأُمورُ حُلوٌ وَمُرُّ

Many a matter seems bad then turns out well,

And so it is, life's taste is sweet and sour.

وَكَذاكَ الأُمورُ تَعثُرُ بِالنا

سِ فَخَطبٌ يَمشي وَخَطبٌ يَكُرُّ

And so it is, men stumble with distress,

Some grieve, while some feel nought but joy's caress.

ما أَغَرَّ الدُنيا لِذي الأَمرِ فيها

عَجَباً لِلدُنيا وَكَيفَ تَغُرُّ

How strange is this world to one who yearns for more,

How odd is this world and the lure it still holds!

وَلِمَكرِ الدُنيا خَطافيفُ لَهوٍ

وَخَطاطيفُها إِلَيها تَجُرُّ

For worldly guile there are tempting traps galore,

And into its traps it leads and enfolds.

وَلَقَلَّ اِمرُؤٌ يُفارِقُ ما يَع

تادُ إِلّا وَقَلبُهُ مُقشَعِرٌّ

Rare is the soul who leaves what he holds dear,

Except with heart gripped tight by sadness and fear.

وَإِذا ما رَضيتَ كُلَّ قَضاءِ ال

لَهِ لَم تَخشَ أَن يُصيبَكَ ضُرُّ

When you accept what God has willed to be,

No harm can touch you, for your heart is free.