إلهي ! وفي جَنْبيّ خَفْقَةُ وامِقٍ

وإنِّيَ أوَّابٌ إِليكَ و خَائِفُ

O my God! My heart trembles with deep anguish,

And I turn in repentance to You, full of fear.

وَفي الدَّار أَهْوالٌ تَمورُ و فِتْنةٌ

تَدُورُ ودَمْعٌ بين ذلكَ نازِفُ

In our homes lurk horrors and strife

Whirling about, while tears flow profusely between.

ودَفْقُ دماءٍ والضَّحَايا تَنَاثَرَتْ

زَلازِلُ جُنّتْ حَوْلَنَا وَرَواجِفُ

Blood is shed and victims lie scattered,

Earthquakes convulsed around us with great upheaval.

تَصَدَّعَ بُنَيانٌ فأهْوَى وهذِه

أَعَاصِيرُ مازَالَت به وعَواصِفُ

A structure collapsed and fell into ruins,

Still battered by raging storms and gales.

تهافَتَتِ الدُّنْيا عَلَينَا فَأَقْبَلِتْ

حُشودٌ تَوَالتْ في الدّيار زَوَاحِفُ

The world swooped down upon us suddenly,

Hordes advanced into our lands in droves.

كأنَّهُمُ مَالَوا إلى قَصْعَةٍ لَهْمُ

فَضجّتْ لها أحشادُهم والطوائفُ

As if they flocked towards a basin for them,

And their multitudes clamored for it covetously.

وحُوشٌ عَلَى أنْيَابِها المَوْتُ مُقْبِلٌ

وكُلُّ فُؤادٍ دُونَ ذلك وَاجفُ

Beasts baring deadly fangs draw near,

While all hearts besides theirs quiver and shake.

كَأَنّ الرّدَى بَيْن المخالِبِ رَابضٌ

فإن وثَبَتْ فالمَوتُ ماضٍ وخاطفُ

As if havoc crouches waiting between its claws,

To pounce and deal death, swift and merciless.

إلهي ! وهذي أُمَّتي مَزَّق الهَوى

قُوَاها وغَشّاهَا هِوىً وزخارفُ

O my God! My nation is torn by passions,

Weakened and clouded by vain desires and ornaments.

يقود خُطاها في الدَّياجير تائهٌ

ويَدْفَعُها بَين الأعاصير واكفُ

An astray leader guides its steps into wilds,

Thrusting it amidst storms and billows.

فُهُنَّا وداستْنَا زُحُوفٌ ومُرِّغِتْ

جِباهٌ وأهوى في الوُحول غُطارفُ

Faces pressed down into the dust disgracefully.

The vile took advantage, finding none to deter them,

ومالوا على أَعرَاضِنا فاستباحها

لِئامٌ فَلمْ يلقَوا كُماةً تُخَالفُ

Many a maiden’s honor was ripped apart by oppression,

Terrified amidst the calamities that uncovered her.

فكم مِنْ فَتَاةٍ مَزَّقَ القَهْرُ سِتْرَها

وروَّعها في النائِبات الكواشِفُ

There in Bosnia is suffering and strife,

And in the land of Kashmir, agony and bombardment.

هُناكَ على " البُوسْنا " دَواهٍ وفتنةٌ

وفي أَرْض " كشميرٍ " لظىً و قذائِفُ

This is Palestine, bloodied and woe to us!

The vestiges of its glory disappear from it.

وهذي فِلسْطِينُ المُدَمّاةُ وَيْلَنا

يَغِيبُ تَلِيدُ المجْدِ مِنْها وطارفُ

They fade behind the horizon; landmarks

Of its meadows’ shade and thickets.

تَغيبُ وراءَ الأفق مِنْها مَعَالِمٌ

نَديُّ ظِلالٍ مِنْ رُباها ووارفُ

The hearts of believers fly to its fields,

Rising up eagerly to meet its sanctuaries.

تطير قُلوبُ المؤمنين لِسَاحِها

فَتنْهضُ لِلّقيا رُبى ومشارفُ

For Masjid Al-Aqsa yearning and longing stir,

Our deepest passions and sentiments.

وللمَسجدِ الأَقْصَى حَنينٌ ولهفةٌ

تجيشُ بهَا أشْواقُنَا والعَواطِفُ

In every land one calamity follows another,

And days loom bleak with evil and horrors.

وفي كُلِّ أرْضٍ فِتْنَةٌ بعد فِتْنَةٍ

ويَومٌ عَبُوسُ الشَرِّ والهَوْل كَاسِفُ

Our nakedness was exposed and torn apart,

A plain of dignity and battlefields disgraced.

وَقَدْ كُشِفَتْ عَوْراتُنا وتَقَطّعَتْ

عُرَانا وهانَتْ سَاحَةٌ ومَوَاقِفُ

Events pass by as if they were

Idle tales told in vain and fictitious anecdotes.

تَمُّر بِنَا الأحْداثُ حَتَّى كَأَنَّها

أَحَاديثُ لَهْوٍ تَنْطَوي وَسَوالِفُ

O my God! Who will help Muslims as they slumber?

Neither sign nor Scripture has awakened them!

إِلهي ! فَمَنْ لِلْمُسْلِمينَ وَقَدْ غَفَوْا

وما أَيَقظَتْهُمْ آيةٌ وَمَصَاحِفُ

O my God! Help us and pour light amongst us,

When tightness has constricted the means and channels.

إِلهي ! أَعِنَّا واسْكُب النُّور بَيْننا

بأَفْئدَةٍ ضَاقَت عَلَيْها المَصَارفُ

And make concordant hearts that rancor has divided,

For one day, even foes may show sympathy.

وأَلِّفْ قُلوباً فَرَّق الحِقْدُ بَينها

وقَدْ يَجْمعُ الأضْدَادَ يوماً تآلفُ

And grant us conviction filling our hearts,

That we may race to our fields and boundaries.

وَهَبْنَا يَقِيناً في القُلوبِ لَعَلَّنَا

نَهُبُّ إلى سَاحَاتنا ونُشارِفُ

And send down upon us a mercy to cleanse

The sins we are bent on committing and repeating,

وأَنْزل عَلَيْنا رَحْمةً تغسل الذي

نَهُمُّ به من مأثَمٍ ونُقَارفُ

And rid us of our misdeeds, so repentance

May awaken one heedless of matters to reckoning,

ونَنْزعُ عَنْ آثامِنا ، عَلَّ تَوْبةً

يُفيقُ بِهَا لاَهٍ عن الأمْرِ عازِفُ

Then legions will surge forth from our ranks

Brandishing weapons, ardent and zealous,

فَتدْفُقُ في المَيْدَان مِنّا جَحافِلٌ

يَمُوجُ بِهَا شَاكي السّلاحِ وعاطِفُ

Bearing our Lord’s message for the world,

Debating its guidance sympathetically.

ونَحْمِلُ للدّنيا رسَالةَ ربِّنا

نُخاصِمُ في هَدْيٍ لها ونُعَاطِفُ

Marching in unison as if His troops

Were pillars of a building, crawling or mounted.

ونَمْضي بِهَا صَفّاً كَأَنَّ جُنودَه

قواعدُ بُنيانٍ ، فَداعٍ وزَاحفُ

Then send down victory and mercy, O my God,

When resolve in the battlefields remains steadfast.

فَتنزلُ نَصْراً يا إلهي ورَحْمةً

إِذا صَحَّ عَزْمٌ في الميادين عاكِفُ