أَخو المَجد باذلُ إِحسانِهِ

سَيَلقى الرِجال كَأَخدانِهِ

The brother of glory, spending his kindness,

Will meet men as if they were his brothers.

فَما المُلك إِلّا بِأَعوانِهِ

وَما المَرء إِلّا بِإخوانِهِ

For kingship is naught but through supporters,

And a man is naught but through his comrades.

كَما يَقبض الكَفُّ بِالمعصمِ

فَجُد تَغدُ علياك مَرفوعَةً

As the fist clasps with the wrist,

So strive, that you may be raised high

وَأَعلام ضدِّك مَوضوعَةً

فَلا بِرَّ في اليَد مَمنوعَةً

And flags against you laid low.

No good in a hand that's barred from giving,

وَلا خَير في الكَفِّ مَقطوعَةً

وَلا خَير في الساعد الأَجزمِ

No good in a palm that's cut off from bounty,

No good in an arm that's bent and feeble.