إِنِّي لَفِي كَنفِ مَوْلىً جُودُ رَاحَتِهِ

كَمْ رَاحَةٍ وَصَلَتْ مِنْهُ لإِنْسانِ

In the care of a generous Lord is my refuge,

Whose gifts to mankind are bountiful and free.

ما أَسْكَتَتْنِي بِالمَعْرُوفِ مِنْهُ يَدٌ

إِلّا وَسَرَّحَ تَسْرِيحاً بِإِحْسَانِ

No hand with kindness has ever silenced me,

But he discharged my debts with utmost grace.