إلْيَاسُ يَا ابْنَ سَلِيمٍ أَيُّ مَفْخَرَةٍ

كَأَنْ تَكُونَ لَهُ فِي قَوْمِهِ خَلَفَا

Elias, O son of Suleim, what pride is there

Like being the successor of his people after him?

ذَاكَ الَّذِي كَانَ فِيهِمْ مُفْرَداً عَلَماً

فَمَا يُحِيطُ بِهِ وصْفٌ إِذَا وَصَفَا

He who was unique among them as a towering flag,

That no description can encompass when described.

أُعْطِيتَ رُتْبَتَهُ أَحْبِبْ بِعَوْدَتِهَا

إِلى الحِمى فِي ازْدِهَارٍ طَابَ مُؤْتَنَفَا

You were given his rank, so love to restore it

To glory in a flourishing renewal.

هَلْ مِنْ كَمَال لِمَنْ تَسْمو مَكَانَتُهُ

كالمَجْدِ وَالخُلقِ العَالِي إِذا ائتَلفَا

Is there any perfection for one whose status is exalted

Like glory and sublime morals when combined?