تَوَكَّلتُ في رِزقي عَلى اللَهِ خالِقي

وَأَيقَنتُ أَنَّ اللَهَ لا شَكَّ رازِقي

I rely on God, my Creator, for my sustenance

And I am certain that God, no doubt, is my Provider

وَما يَكُ مِن رِزقي فَلَيسَ يَفوتَني

وَلَو كانَ في قاعِ البِحارِ العَوامِقِ

What is destined of my sustenance cannot evade me

Even if it lies in the depths of vast oceans

سَيَأتي بِهِ اللَهُ العَظيمُ بِفَضلِهِ

وَلَو لَم يَكُن مِنّي اللِسانُ بِناطِقِ

God Almighty will bring it to me by His grace

Even if my tongue cannot speak of it

فَفي أَيِّ شَيءٍ تَذهَبُ النَفسُ حَسرَةً

وَقَد قَسَمَ الرَحمَنُ رِزقَ الخَلائِقِ

Why then would my soul despair

When the Most Merciful has apportioned sustenance to all creation