ما مِلتُ عَنِ العَهدِ وَحاشايَ أَمين

بَل كُنتُ عَلى البُعدِ قَوِيّاً وَأَمين

I have not wearied of the covenant, far be it from me, faithful one!

Rather was I, in separation, strong and faithful.

لا تَحسَبَني إِذ قَسا الهَجرُ أَلين

بَل لَو كُشِفَ الغَطا لَما اِزدَدتُ يَقين

Think not that when estrangement was hard I became soft,

Nay, had the veil been lifted, my certainty would not have increased.