مُحَمَّدُ بنُ حُمَيدٍ أَخَلِقَت رِمَمُه

أُريقَ ماءُ المَعالي مُذ أُريقَ دَمُه

Muhammad, son of Humaid, his virtues were created

The water of virtues poured since his blood was shed

تَنَبَّهَت لِبَني نَبهانَ يَومَ ثَوى

يَدُ الزَمانِ فَعاثَت فيهِمُ وَفَمُه

The Bani Nabhan awoke the day he passed away

The hand of time wreaked havoc on them and its mouth

رَأَيتُهُ بِنِجادِ السَيفِ مُحتَبِياً

كَالبَدرِ حينَ جَلَت عَن وَجهِهِ ظُلَمُه

I saw him wearing the sword's scabbard

Like the full moon when its darkness receded from its face

في رَوضَةٍ قَد عَلا حافاتِها زَهَرٌ

عَلِمتُ عِندَ اِنتِباهي أَنَّها نِعَمُه

In a garden whose borders were adorned with flowers

I realized upon waking that it was his bounty

فَقُلتُ وَالدَمعُ مِن حُزنٍ وَمِن فَرَحٍ

يَجري وَقَد مَلَأَ الخَدَّينِ مُنسَجِمُه

I said while tears of sorrow and joy both flowed

And filled both cheeks as they ran together

أَلَم تَمُت يا شَقيقَ النَفسِ مُذ زَمَنٍ

فَقالَ لي لَم يَمُت مَن لَم يَمُت كَرَمُه

Didn't you die long ago, O soul's companion?

He said: One whose nobility hasn't died is not dead