اُمدُد إِلَيَّ يَداً يَعتادُها الكَرَمُ

سَما بِها الماضِيانِ السَيفُ وَالقَلَمُ

Extend to me a hand, accustomed to generosity,

By which the past wielded sword and pen.

فَبَطنُها حَجَرُ الأَسباطِ مُنبَجِساً

وَظَهرُها حَجَرُ الإِسلامِ يُستَلَمُ

Its palm is the unyielding rock of the pillars,

And its back, the unyielding rock of Islam.

لِلصاحِبِ ابنِ عَلِيٍّ في العُلا هِمَمٌ

لَم يَدنُ مِن شَأوِها عُربٌ وَلا عَجَمُ

For the companion, the son of Ali, it aspires to the heights,

Not equalled by Arabs or non-Arabs in stature.

فَلَو رَآهُ اِبنُ عبّادٍ لَصارَ لَهُ

عَبداً وَزَلَّت بِهِ عَن شَأوِهِ القَدَمُ

Were ibn Abbad to see him, he would become

His slave, so stunned by his greatness to move a step.

لا اِبنُ العَميدِ وَلا عَبدُ الحَميدِ وَلا ال

صابي لَهُم هَذِهِ الأَخلاقُ وَالشِيَمُ

Not ibn al-Amīd, nor Abd al-Hamid, nor yet

As-Sābi have his virtues and qualities.

دانَت لَهُ عُلَماءُ الدَهرِ قاطِبَةً

فَهوَ التَقِيُّ النَقِيُّ الطاهِرُ العَلَمُ

The learned ones of the age all bowed down to him,

For he is the pure, the immaculate, the learned sage.

فَما لَهُ بِالنَدى يَجتاحُهُ كَرَمٌ

وَعِرضُهُ مِن أَياديهِ لَهُ حَرَمُ

So why should he be distressed, enveloped in generosity,

While his honor is protected by his sanctity?

بِالسَعدِ وَالأَيدِ وَالكَيدِ اِستَجابَ لَهُ

أَعداؤُهُ جَنَحاً لِلسَّلمِ لا سَلِموا

By good fortune, support, and cunning, his enemies

Complied with him, though they were not at peace.

هُم يُنشِدونَ لِبَلواهُم وَراحَتهِ

وا حَرَّ قَلباهُ مِمَّن قَلبُهُ شَبِمُ

They recite their troubles and comforts to him,

While his heart burns with those whose hearts are cruel.

قُل لي أَهَذا الَّذي تَسطو بِهِ قَلَمٌ

بِهِ المَفاتِحُ لِلأَرزاقِ أَم عَلَمُ

Tell me - is this, which a pen commands,

The key to sustenance, or a banner?

فَلِلعُفاةِ بِهِ مُنهَلَّةٌ دِيَمٌ

وَلِلعُصاةِ بِحَدَّيهِ يُراقُ دَمُ

For gentlefolk, through it flows an eternal spring,

While for rebels, its sharpness sheds blood.