أَنا مَسجِدٌ لِلَهِ بَيتُ عِبادَةٍ

عاري المَلابِسَ لَيسَ فِيَّ حَصيرُ

I am a mosque for Allah, a house of worship,

Bare of carpets, in me there is no mat.

هَجرَ المُؤذِنُ وَالجَماعَةِ جانِبي

وَجَفانِيَ التَهليلُ وَالتَكبيرُ

The muezzin has deserted me, and the congregation,

The prayers and glorifications have left me parched and barren.

الشَمعُ في رَبعِ الكَنايِسِ مُشعِلٌ

وَفَناءُ رَبعي مُظلِمُ دَيجورُ

The candles in the churches are burning bright,

While my courtyard is plunged in dark gloom.

بِالأَمسِ لِلقُرآنِ فِيَّ عَبارَةٌ

وَاليَومَ لِلشَيطانِ فِيَّ عُبورُ

Yesterday, the Quran reverberated within me,

Today, Satan roams unfettered through my being.

مَن مُبلِغٌ عَنّي شِكايَةَ مُحرِقٍ

مِنها بِقَلقَلٍ يَذبُلُ وَثَبيرُ

Who will convey the burning agony inside me,

That smolders and withers and is blown away?

يا قُدوَةَ الإِسلامِ كَيفَ تَرَكتَني

بِيَدِ الصَلاحِ وَشَأنِهِ التَقصيرُ

O exemplar of Islam, how could you abandon me,

To the whims of the righteous and their neglect?

صُل صَولَةَ الحَقِّ الحَقودِ عَلَيهِم

وَاِغضَب فَأَنتَ بِذَلِكَ المَأجورُ

Attack, attack the unjust enemies with all your might,

For in doing so, you will be rewarded.

وَاِخجَلني وَالذُلُّ حينَ يُمُرُّ بي

فَيُقالُ هَذا مَسجِدٌ مَهجورُ

Shame me, when dishonor passes by me,

So it can be said "This is an abandoned mosque."

لَو كُنتُ في أَيدي النَصارى بَيعَةً

لَبَكى عَلَيَّ القَشُّ وَالساعورُ

If I were in the hands of the Christians as a church,

Even the straw and the gypsum would weep for me.