أَودى السُرورُ بِدارٍ كُلُّها حَزَنُ

فَلا تُبالِ عَلى ما صابَتِ المُزُنُ

Joy has departed from a home filled with sorrow

So do not fret over misfortunes of the sad

قَد غُلِّبَ المينُ حَتّى الصِدقُ مُستَتِرٌ

وَغُيِّبَ الرَشَدُ حَتّى خَفَّتِ الرُزُنُ

Sincerity has been defeated until truth hides

Wisdom has vanished until insight fades

مَن لَم يَكُن خازِناً لِلمالِ مِن بُخُلٍ

فَلا يُخافُ عَلى نَحضٍ لَهُ خَزَنُ

He who does not hoard wealth stingily

Need not fear for possessions he stores

أَكَذَّبَ القَومُ بِالميزانِ أَن سَمِعوا

أَنَّ القِيامَةَ فيها عادِلٌ يَزِنُ

The people denied the scale when they heard

That the Day of Judgment has a just weigher

وَقَد وَجَدنا مَقالَ الناسِ ذا زِنَةٍ

فَكَيفَ يُنكَرُ أَنَّ الفِعلَ يَتَّزِنُ

And we find people's words have weight

So how can acts' weighing be denied?