وَمَتى أقُومُ بشُكْرِ ما خَوَّلْتَني

منْ هَذِهِ النِّعَمِ التي لا تُحْصَرُ

When will I give thanks for what You have given me

Of these endless blessings that cannot be counted

بَلْ لا أقُومُ بشُكْرِ أَدْنَاهَا وإنْ

أفْنَيْتُ عُمْري كُلَّهُ لَكَ أَشْكُرُ

Rather, I cannot even give thanks for the least of them, even if

I spent my whole life thanking You

لَوْ كانَ لِي مِلءُ السَّما والأَرْضِ أَفْ

وَاهاً لَكَانَتْ عِنْدَ شُكْرِكَ تَقْصُرُ

If I had the heavens and the earth filled up

Alas, that would still fall short in thanking You

مالِي سِوَى ذَا الاِعْترافِ وَسِيلَةٌ

وبِهِ يَدُومُ وعِنْدَهُ يَتَكَثَّرُ

I have nothing but this admission as my means

And through it, it endures, and through it, it multiplies