وَمِن عَجيب الأُمور عِندي

إِظهار ما تُضمر القُلوب

Among the strange things to me

Is the revealing of what hearts conceal

تَأبى نُفوسٌ نُفوس قَوم

وَما لَها عِندَها ذُنوب

Some souls spurn other souls

Though they have no fault with them

وَتَصطَفي أَنفُسٌ نُفوساً

وَكُلَها لَو تَرى عُيوب

And souls befriend other souls

Yet all, if you could but see, have flaws

ما ذاكَ إِلّا لِمضمرات

يَعلَمها العالمُ الرَقيب

This is only due to hidden thoughts

Known to the Watchful, All-Knowing