غَضِبَ الحُماةُ لدين أَحمدَ غَضبَةً

نُصر الإِلهُ بِها وَعزَّ المُصحَفُ

The defenders were enraged for Ahmad's religion

God granted victory through it, and the Mus'haf was honored

قَذَفَت بِهانوتو فَطاحَ بَهبوَةٍ

تَرمِي بِأَبطالِ الرِجالِ وَتقذفُ

It cast down Hanutu, so it fell in turmoil

It throws the brave men and casts them

ما انقضَّ يَرمي المُسلِمِينَ بِعَسفِهِ

حَتّى اِنبَرى القَدرُ الَّذي لا يَعسِفُ

Before it demolishes, it throws the Muslims with its severity

Until the destined arose, that is not severe

هاج الحُماةَ فَهاجَ كُلَّ مُشيَّعٍ

عَجِلِ الوَقائع بِالفَوارس يَعصفُ

The defenders were provoked, so every supporter was provoked

O events, hasten the horsemen, blowing fiercely

جبريلُ يَدلِفُ بِاللواءِ وَأَحمدٌ

بَينَ الوَصيِّ وَبَينَ حَمزَةَ يَزحَفُ

Gabriel turns up with the banner, and Ahmad

Between the successor and Hamza, marches

أَو كلّما هاجَ التعصُّبَ أَهلُهُ

صاح الغَوِيُّ بِنا وضجَّ المُرجِفُ

Or whenever prejudice provoked its people

The heretic cried to us, and the troublemaker clamored

في كُلِّ يَومٍ لِلتَعَصُّبِ غارَةٌ

يَدعو بِها داعِي الصَليبِ وَيَهتِفُ

Every day, for prejudice, there is a raid

Called for by the crusader's preacher, and he screams

ضَجَّت شُعوبُ المُسلمين وَراعهم

ظُلمُ الأُلى لَولا السياسَةُ أَنصفوا

The Muslim nations were startled and terrified by

The oppression of the tyrants - if not for politics they would have been fair

جَعلوا الصَليبَ سِلاحَها وَتدَّفعت

عَن جانِبَيهِ دَماً فَلَم يَستنكفوا

They made the cross its weapon, and it warded off

Blood from its sides, yet they did not refrain

إِنّ الصَليبَ عَلى جَهالةِ أَهلِهِ

ليرى سَبيلَ المُصلِحينَ وَيَعرِفُ

Indeed the cross, in its people's ignorance

Will see the path of the reformers, and know

أَيَهِمُّ هانوتو بِقَبرِ مُحمَّدٍ

وَيَسوعُ حَولَيهِ يَطوف وَيَعكِفُ

Which of Hanutu is at Muhammad's grave

And Jesus circling and praying around it

أَيقولُ تِلكَ فَلا تَميدُ بِأَهلِها

باريسُ مِن فَزَعٍ وَيَهوي المُتحَفُ

Will it say this is unacceptable for its people

Paris does not sway in fear, and the museum collapses

فَلَسَوفَ يَنظرُ أَيّ مُلكٍ يَنطَوي

وَلَسَوفَ يَعلم أَيّ عَرشٍ يُنسَفُ

So it will see which kingdom folds

And it will know which throne gets demolished

وَيحي عَلى الإِسلامِ هان وَزَلزَلَت

أَيدي الخُطوبِ شُعوبَه فَاستُضعِفوا

And it will live for Islam, while Han wavered

And the hands of calamities shook its people, so they were weakened

لَولا التَعصُّبُ لَم تُرَع في ظِلِّهِ

أُمَمٌ تَميدُ ولا ممالكُ تَرجُفُ

If not for prejudice, nations would not be startled under its shadow

Nor kingdoms quake

وَأَرى الَّذين تَفرَّقَت أَهواؤُهم

لَو أَنَّهُم غَضِبوا لَهُ لتأَلّفوا

And I see those whose desires differed

If they were angry at it, they would unite

مَهلاً دُعاةَ الشَرِّ إِنّ وَراءَكُم

يَوماً تَظلُّ بِهِ الشُعوبُ تَخطَّفُ

Wait, you evil callers, for behind you

Is a day when the nations will remain snatched

تَتَخبّط الأَحداث في غَمراتِهِ

وَتظلُّ عَن أَهوالِهِ تَتَكشَّفُ

Events will flounder in its depths

And remain unveiling its horrors

لِلّهِ فيما تَفعلون بِدينهِ

عَهدٌ أَبرُّ وَمَوعدٌ ما يُخلَفُ

To God, in what you do to His religion

Is a promise more binding, and an appointment not to be missed

مَهلاً فيومئذٍ يُحَمُّ قَضاؤُهُ

إِنّ القَضاءَ إِذا جَرى لا يُصرَفُ

Wait, for on that day, His decree will protect

Indeed, when the decree comes to pass, it will not be diverted

كشف الكِتابُ عَن المَحجَّةِ فَانظُروا

وَأَرى المحجّة عِندَكُم أَن تَصدِفوا

The Book has uncovered the proof, so look

And I see the proof with you is to collide

لُوذوا بِأروَعَ ما تَخافُ نُفوسُكُم

إِنّ الكِتابَ عَلى النُفوسِ لَأَخوَفُ

Take refuge in the most frightening thing your souls fear

Indeed the Book, over souls, is most frightening

إِن الَّذي قَهرَ الجَبابر ما لَهُ

مَثَلٌ يُعَدُّ وَلا شَبيهٌ يُوصَفُ

Indeed, He who subdued the tyrants, nothing

Can equal Him, nor can He be described

يُزجِي أَساطيلَ القَضاءِ سُطورهُ

وَتَقود خَيلَ اللَهِ مِنهُ الأَحرُفُ

Its lines maneuver the fleets of destiny

And from it, the letters lead the horses of God

وَلربّما ركب المجرَّةَ فَاعتَلى

وَهَوى المُنيفُ عَلى العُبابِ المُشرِفُ

And it may have ridden the galaxy, rising high

While the star swooped down on the soaring clouds

حِصنٌ يلوذُ الدينُ مِنهُ بِجانبٍ

عَزريلُ مُرتَقِبٌ عَلَيهِ يُرَفرفُ

A fortress which religion takes refuge in its side

Azrael lurks over it, fluttering

تَشقى الجِواءُ بِما يُذِيبُ مِن القُوى

وَتَضيقُ بِالمُهجِ الَّتي يَتَلقَّفُ

The atmosphere is miserable with what melts of powers

And is narrow with the passions it receives

ما بَينَ وَثبَةِ ثائِرٍ وَنُكوصِهِ

إِلّا مجالٌ للحُماةِ وَمَوقفُ

Nothing between the leap of a rebel and his recoil

Except a space for the defenders, and a stance