مُظفَّرَ الدينِ والنِّداءُ لذي

نُبْلٍ كريمِ البَنانِ والحَسَبِ

My refuge in faith and my call is to he

Of noble origin, generous lineage and pedigree

طارَ بلُبِّي حديثُ مُؤلِمَةٍ

أسْلَمَني للْحِذارِ والرَّهَبِ

Talk of distress flew to my heart

And surrendered me to caution and dread

فقلتُ حاشا أبا المَناقِبِ والعَلْياءِ

منْ وعْكَةٍ ومنْ وَصَبِ

So I said, far from the one of glorious traits

Any feebleness or youthful foolishness

حاشا نَقِيّاً مِنَ العُيوبِ يكادُ

يَدْعونَهُ أبا العَجَبِ

Far from any blemish, so spotless

They call him the wondrous one

حاشا اللَّبيبَ الذي مُجاورُهُ

يشربُ ماءَ السَّحابِ بالضَّرَبِ

Far from the intelligent, whose neighbor

Drinks from the water of clouds by striking

حاشا الذي كُلَّما عَلا وَضعَ

الخَدَّ ولم يلتفِتْ إلى الرُّتَبِ

Far from he who, whenever exalted, puts

Down his cheek and pays the ranks no heed

حاشا مُعيني على الزَّمانِ ومَنْ

يكْشفُ عند التِباسِها كُرَبي

My helper against the times and he who

Unravels troubles when affairs are unclear

أُعيذُهُ بالذي أتَمَّ لهُ المَجْدَ

مِنَ الحادثاتِ والنِّوَبِ

I seek refuge for him in He who perfected glory

From calamities and misfortunes

وأرتْجي أنْ تَدومَ دوْلَتُهُ

ما أنْبَتَ الغيْثُ ناضِر العُشُبِ

And I hope that his state remains

As long as rain makes fresh verdure grow