وَكَيفَ يُقهَرُ مَن لِلَّهِ يَنصُرُ مِن

دونِ الوَرى وَبِعِزِّ اللَهِ يَعتَصِمُ

How could he be vanquished—he who champions God’s cause,

apart from all mankind, and holds fast to God’s might?

إِن سارَ سارَ لِواءُ الحَمدِ يَقدُمُهُ

أَو حَلّ حلّ بِهِ الأَقبالُ وَالكَرَمُ

When he marches, the Banner of Praise marches before him;

wherever he alights, good fortune and generosity alight with him.

يَلقى العِدى بِجُيوشٍ لا يُقاوِمَها

كُثرُ العَساكِرِ إِلا أنَّها هِمَمُ

He meets his foes with armies that no

multitude of troops can withstand—though they are only mighty resolves.

لَمّا سَقى البيضَ رَيّاً وَهيَ ظامِئَةٌ

مِنَ الدِماءِ وَحُكمُ المَوتِ يَحتَكِمُ

When he gave the white blades their fill, while they thirsted

for blood, and death’s decree sat in judgment,

سَقَت سَحائِبُ كَفَّيهِ بِصَيِّبِها

دِيارُ بَكرٍ فَهانَت عِندَها الدِيَمُ

the clouds of his two palms poured down their showers

upon Bakr’s lands, till lasting rains seemed paltry beside them.