هذَا مَقامُ العائِذِ

بِذِي الجَلالِ اللائِذِ

This is the refuge of one who seeks

The Owner of Majesty, my only hope,

مِنْ زَلّةِ اللّسانِ

وهَفْوَةِ الجَنانِ

From slip of tongue and straying thoughts,

And deeds gone wrong and words not true.

وسَيّىء الأعْمالِ

وَزائِفِ الأَقْوالِ

If He's no mercy for me, what can guard me?

Yet good opinion's all I have to give me hope.

إن لَمْ يَكُنْ لي راحِما

فأيُّ شَيْء لي حِمَى

I'm the evildoer, the confessor,

Not one to deny the sins I bear.

لَكِنَّ حُسْنَ ظَنِّي

هُو مُنْيَةُ المتَمَنِّي

أنا المسيءُ لامِرا

لَسْتُ لِذَنْبي مُنْكِرَا