إِنَّ في الصَّبرِ لَخَيراً فَاِصطَبِر
وَاِستَعِذ بِاللَّهِ مِن سوءِ القَدَر
Patience is good, so be patient
And seek refuge in Allah from misfortune
إِجعَلِ الصَّبرَ لِما تحذرُهُ
جُنَّةً فَالصَّبرُ مِفتاحُ الظَفَر
Make patience as your armor
For patience is the key to triumph
كُلُّ مَن حُدِّثت عَنهُ إِنَّهُ
نالَ خَيراً فَاِعلَمَن أَن قَد صَبَر
All who I have heard of
Attained good through patience, know this
إِنَّ في الصَّبرِ مُجيراً لَكَ مِن
صَولَةِ الهَمِّ إِذا الهَمُّ حَضَر
In patience there is protection for you
From the onslaught of worries when they attack
عادَ بِالسّوءِ عَلَيَّ حَذَري
رُبَّما أَدّى إِلى السّوءِ الحَذَر
Misfortune may return to me despite my caution
Perhaps caution itself leads to misfortune
قَدَّرَ اللَّهُ عَلَيَّ أَنَّني
لا أَرى يَومَ سُرورٍ فَأسَر
Allah has ordained for me
That I do not see a day of joy to delight in
أَتجافى عَن هَناتِ لَو بِها
مُني الخلق جَميعاً لَاِنتَحَر
I shun the world's pleasures
If possessing them would make people worship me
إِنَّ في قَلبي وَلا ذَنبَ لَكُم
حُرقَةً أثبتها فيهِ النَّظَر
In my heart, though you've done no wrong
Is a burning ignited by sight
بَصَري جَرَّ عَلى قَلبي الشَّقا
فَأَراحَ اللَّهُ قَلبي مِن بَصَر
My eyes dragged grief to my heart
So may Allah give my heart relief from sight
زادَني شَوقاً إِلَيكُم هَجرُكُم
رُبَّما يَزدادُ شَوقاً مَن هَجَر
Being estranged from you increased my longing
Perhaps longing grows for one estranged
وَعَجيبٌ أَنَّ حُبّي لَكُمُ
صارَ ذَنبا عِندكُم لا يُغتَفَر
Wondrous that my love for you
Became, for you, a sin beyond forgiveness
لا يضق عَفوك ما بي جَلَد
وَاِغفِري ذَنبي وَإِن كانَ كبَر
Your forgiveness is boundless despite my hide
So forgive my sin though it be grave
إِنَّ لِلمَوتِ إِلَيَّ سُبُلاً
غَيرَ أَنَّ المَوتَ يَأتي بِقَدَر
Death surely has ways to me
Except death only comes by divine decree
لامَني النَّاسُ عَلى حُبِّكُم
خابَ مَن عَنَّفَ فيكُم وَخَسَر
People blamed me for loving you
Lost is he who scolded you and failed
وَلَكُمْ نَبلٌ حِدادٌ صُيُبٌ
نَبلُ حُبٍّ لَم تُفَوَّق بِوَتَر
You have a nobility, a perfection, a grace
The nobility of peerless love
فَإِذا ما شِئتِ أَن تَستَعبِدي
أَحَداً أَرسَلتِ سَهماً فَعَقَر
When you desire to enslave someone
You unleash an arrow to wound
فَهوَ عَبدٌ لَيسَ يَعدو كُلَّما
أَوجَبَ المَولى عَلَيهِ وَأَمَر
He becomes a slave, moving only
As his Master obliges and commands
إِنَّني أَصبَحتُ في حُبِّكُمُ
بَينَ حالَينِ كِلا الحالَينِ شَر
I have become, in loving you
Between two states, both calamitous
بَينَ هجرانٍ وَبُعد أَجَّجا
في بَناتِ القَلبِ ناراً تَستَعِر
Between estrangement and remoteness which ignited
Fires aflame in the heart's depths
إِجعَلي نَفسَكِ لي ناصِرَةً
لَستُ إِلَّا بِكِ مِنكُم اِنتَصَر
Make yourself an ally for me
Through you alone from you will I prevail
إِنَّ في الهَجرِ لَداءً مُعضَلاً
وَلَداءُ الحُبِّ أَدهى وَأَمَر
In estrangement there is complex malady
And love's illness is most severe
