كُلُّ المَحاسِنِ جُزءُ حُسنِ مُحَمِّدٍ

وَإِلَيهِ مَرجَمُها وَعَنهُ صُدورُها

All beauty's graces are Muhammad's traits

And unto him they flow, and from him shine.

وَسَناهُ لَو لَم يَغشَ أَنوارَ السَما

واتِ العُلى لَم يَبدُ فيها نورُها

But for his light the lofty skies of old

Would not have glowed without a gleam divine.

قَدُمَت مَكارِمُهُ وَجَلَّ ثَناؤُهُ

إِذ عَزَّ في كُلِّ الوُجودِ نَظيرُها

His glories and his praise through all the spheres

Have soared since peerless in the worlds his name.