يَا نَاصِرَ الْحَقِّ عَلَى الْبَاطِلِ

خُذْ لِي بِحَقِّي مِنْ يَدَيْ مَاطِلِي

O champion of truth against falsehood

Take my right from the hands of my deceiver

جَارَ عَلَى ضَعْفِي بِسُلْطَانِهِ

وَمَا رَثَى لِلْمَدْمَعِ الْهَاطِلِ

Who has wronged me with his authority

And did not lament my falling tears

أَخْرَجَنِي عَمَّا حَوَتْهُ يَدِي

مِنْ كَسْبِيَ الْحُرِّ بِلا نَاطِلِ

He drove me out from what my hands had earned

Of my honest work, without any fraud

مِنْ غَيْرِ مَا ذَنْبٍ سِوَى مَنْطِقٍ

ذِي رَوْنَقٍ كَالصَّارِمِ الْقَاطِلِ

With no sin except my eloquent speech

As piercing as an unsheathed sword

أَتْلُو بِهِ الْحَقَّ وَأَرْمِي بِهِ

نَحْرَ الْعِدَا فِي الرَّهَجِ السَّاطِلِ

I use it to speak the truth and throw

The necks of enemies into ruin

فَإِنْ أَكُنْ جُرِّدْتُ مِنْ ثَرْوَتِي

فَفَضْلُ رَبِّي حلْيَةُ الْعَاطِلِ

So if I am stripped of my wealth

My Lord’s grace is the raiment of the dispossessed