أَلبَسَتني نِعَماً عَلى نِعَمِ
وَرَفَعَت لي عَلَماً عَلى عَلَمِ
You clothed me in blessings upon blessings,
and raised for me a standard above an eminence.
وَعَلَوتَ بي حَتّى مَشَيتُ عَلى
بُسطٍ مِنَ الأَعناقِ وَالقِمَمِ
You bore me aloft until I walked upon
carpets woven of necks and summits.
فَلا أَشكُرَنَّ نَداكَ ما شَكَرَت
خُضرُ الرِياضِ صَنائِعَ الدِيَمِ
I shall surely thank your bounty as long as
the gardens’ verdure thanks the gifts of lasting rains.
فَالحَمدُ يُبقي ذِكرَ كُلِّ فَتىً
وَيُبينُ قَدرَ مَواقِعِ الكَرَمِ
For praise keeps every noble man’s memory alive
and reveals the worth of acts of generosity.
وَالشِكرُ مَهرٌ لِلصَنيعَةِ إِن
طُلِبَت مُهورُ عَقائِلِ النِعَمِ
Gratitude is a dowry for a kindness, if
dowries are sought for blessings—those noble brides.
Sol 5.6