هِدايَتَكَ اللَهُمَّ إِنّي أَرى الأُلى
هُمُ القادَةُ الهادونَ شَتّى المَسالِكِ
Your guidance, O God! For I see those who
Are leaders and guides taking divergent paths.
أَضِنُّ بِنَفسي أَن تَسيرَ وَراءَهُم
وَأَخشى عَلَيها عادِياتِ المَهالِكِ
I hold my soul too dear to let it follow behind them,
And fear for it the onslaughts of deadly perils.
هِدايَتَكَ اللَهُمَّ إِنّا نَخوضُها
غَياهِبَ دَهرٍ ذي أَعاجيبَ حالِكِ
Your guidance, O God! For we are plunging through
The lightless depths of an age, dark and full of marvels.
يَمِلنَ بأهواء الغويِّ عن الهدى
ويَعلقنَ أسباب التقيِّ المتاركِ
They turn the wayward man, through his own desires, away from guidance,
And snare the cords of the steadfast, God-fearing man.
وهالت بَني الدُنيا جَوائِحُ جَمَّةٌ
تَغَلغَلنَ في أَقطارِها وَالمَمالِكِ
Manifold calamities have appalled the children of this world,
Penetrating deep into its regions and kingdoms.
فَأَيَّ بَني الغَبراءِ إِلّا يَشوقُهُ
مُتاحُ الرَدى مِن رائِثٍ أَو مُواشِكِ
What child of earth is not made to yearn
By death held out—whether lingering or swiftly drawing near?
أَرى كُلِّ وَضّاحِ المَقامَةِ نابِهٍ
عَلى خَطَرٍ مِن مُرجِفاتِ المَآلِكِ
I see every illustrious, eminent man of high station
At risk from upheavals that set kingdoms trembling.
أَعوذُ بِرَبِّ الناسِ مِن كُلِّ ظالِمٍ
وَأَشكو إِلَيهِ كُلَّ خَصمٍ مُماحِكِ
I seek refuge in the Lord of humankind from every oppressor,
And complain to Him of every obstinately contentious foe.
أَعوذُ بِهِ مِن كُلِّ سوءٍ وَأَحتَمي
بِأَسمائِهِ مِن كُلِّ عادٍ وَفاتِكِ
I seek refuge in Him from every evil, and shelter myself
In His names from every aggressor and murderous assailant.
Sol 5.6