رُوَيداً إِن لِلضيق اِنفِراجاً
كَما يَستَلزم اللَيل اِنبِلاجا
Slowly! For hardship ease will come
As night demands the dawn will bloom
بِحُسن نَظارة الفَتح المرجى
رَجاء الجامع الأَموي راجا
With hopeful sight of victory near
The Umayyad mosque relief will cheer
وَكانَ لِسانُهُ الحاليّ يَشكو
إِلى نَظَر يُلاحظهُ اِحتياجا
Its state did lately much complain
To watching eyes its need was plain
وَذَلِكَ إِذ خلت مائة وَأَلف
وَست ثُمَّ خَمسون اِندِراجا
When sixteen hundred fifty-one
In order passed and were gone
بِغَوث الفَرد للامويّ أَرخ
بِفَتح اللَهِ قَد كَسب اِبتِهاجا
Al-Farid's aid let praise unlock
In God's conquest joy we flock
فَأَدرَكَهُ مِن الباري غَياث
كَما قَد فاجَأَ الغَيث الفِجاجا
Succor from God came as a boon
Like rain that smites the dunes at noon
وَكانَ إِذاً ذُيول الريح مَرَّت
تَكادُ بِأَن تُثير بِهِ العَجاجا
The winds' tails then did slash and sting
Nearly raising up a bitter thing
وَأَعوزَهُ الحَصير وَلَو يُراعى
أَكيد حُقوقِهِ فَرَشوهُ ساجا
No mat he had, though it's agreed
To spread a mat is right indeed
مرمَّتهُ وَخدمتهُ ثَواب
وَقلَّ لَهُ وَإِن سَقَفوهُ عاجا
For service done, reward is due
Scant covering, despite what's true
دَرانكهُ وَآنكة وَكانَت
تَروق العَين وَشياً وَاِندِماجا
Were windows, beauteous to behold
Delighting sight with beams of gold
غَدَت قَطعاً تهاجرن اِنفِراداً
فَلا وَصلاً هُناكَ وَلا اِزِدواجا
Now strewed in pieces, shunned apart
No joinings there, nor doubled part
فَوفى حَق خَدَمتِهِ قِياما
بِما يَرضى المُناجي وَالمُناجا
His service's due he did maintain
Pleasing the worshipped lord again
وَجَدّد كُل دَرس فيهِ نَشر
لعلم الدين بَحثاً وَاِحتِجاجا
Each lesson he renewed with care
To spread religion's light and share
أَقامَ بِهِ شَعائرهُ اِحتِساباً
فَعادَ إِلَيهِ رَونَقُهُ وَعاجا
Rites restored, their beauty anew
Returned as simply duty's due
هَمام إِن تَكلم في مهم
بِحَرف واحد قَطع اللجاجا
A man of resolve, with one word spoken
Puts to rout all dissent unbroken
وَإِن دَهمت خُطوب وَأَدلهمت
رَأَينا رَأيُهُ فيها سِراجا
When perils loom, confusions rise
His view reveals where safety lies
وَكَم مِن مُشكل بِدمشق أَعيا
معالجه فَكانَ لَهُ عِلاجا
How many crises, hard to cure
In Damascus, by him found their lure
بِعَزم لا يَعوج عَلى فُتور
وَحَزم لا تَرى فيهِ إِعوِجاجا
With purpose upright, not crooked, bent
And resolve no flaws did ever dent
أَمد اللَه هِمَتُهُ بعز
وَروجها الَّذي خَلق الرَواجا
God grant him glory's might and main
Who made the glories that remain
وَمازج طَبعُهُ حُب المَعالي
بِحَيث غَدا لِهمَتِهِ مَزاجا
His nature glory-bound is seen
Blended with glory's righteous mien
خَلائِقُهُ الزلال فَإِن تَعدى
عَلَيهِ مُجتَرٍ عادَت أَجاجا
Virtues pure, so if he's assailed
His calm to raging seas has failed
إِذا اِجتَرَأَت عَلى اسد نعاج
وَنامَ لَها فَقَد حاكى النِعاجا
As sheep would dare attack a lion
Asleep and rouse that fearsome scion
فَلا زالَ اسمُهُ يَعتاد سَوحاً
مربعات لَهُ تَأَبى الرِتاجا
His name wide meadows still has kept
Whose squares refuse all shabby steps
وَلا عَدمت مَساعيهِ اللَواتي
غَدَونَ لِهامة العَلياءِ تاجا
His tireless efforts for the best
Crown high ambition's noble crest
