مجداً لأبناء الزمان رفعتَه

وعلاً لأولاد البريّة شدته

Glory to the sons of the age, you raised it

And height for the children of the wilderness strengthened it

ومعالمُ الطُّرق القويمة أصبحت

بك في أعالي شامخ أرسيته

And the landmarks of the straight paths have become

With you at the top of the towering established it

فالناس تزهو في ثيابٍ حُكتَها

كالدين يرفل في بساطٍ حُكتَه

So people flourish in clothes woven

Like religion clad in a carpet woven

ثقَّلتض كاهل ذا الزمان بأنعُمٍ

حتى تطأطأ عزُّه فملكته

You have burdened the shoulder of this time with blessings

Until its pride bowed down so you ruled it

وسريت اذ برق الحسام على العِدا

حتى تجرّد عنك ما جرّدته

And you walked when the swords of warriors flashed

Until it took off from you what you took off

ورماح فرسان الجهالة رُعتها

برماح علمك والضلال حطمتَه

And the spears of the horsemen of ignorance trembled

With your spears of knowledge and misguidance you destroyed it

نِيطت بك السمر المثقفة التي

خضعت لها امم العُلا اذ رمته

Woven by you are the auspicious feathers that

The supreme nations submitted to when you threw them

فكانها ريش تطرّز اصله

بك او حسام مشرفيّ كُنتَه

It was as if it was feathers adorning its origin

By you or a honored sword you were its scabbard

كل المكارم في البلاد تُخِيِرّت

بك والمكاره للذي عاديته

All virtues in the countries were chosen

By you and the evils of those who opposed you

أحييتِ للسلف الأُولاءِ مناقَباً

أخفى الزمان شعَاعها فبعثته

You revived for the first righteous ancestors virtues

Time hid its rays so you brought it back

أفل الذُّكا لما تبدّت شمسك ال

غرّاءُ والبدر المنير غَلبتَه

The stars faded when your sun appeared

Defeating the bright full moon

أأقول ان بعالم السّبع العُلا

مَثَلاً أيضا هي شطر ما أبدعته

Shall I say that in the world of supreme

Is it also half of what you created?

يكفيك ان سرورنا متوجّةٌ

من سرّ طلعتك الذي أرسلته

It is enough that our joy is crowned

From the secret of your rise that you sent

ما العيد الاَّ أن تُرى متلفعاً

ثوب الرضا في أي يوم عدته

Eid is not but to see you wearing

The dress of consent on any day you counted it

وتُرى وانت مُقَنّعٌ ومعظّم

فوق الأرائك انو سريرٍ نلتَه

And to see you masked and revered

Above the thrones that you reached

وامامك النور الذي وثباته

كالبرق يقطع مُقفراً روّيته

And before you the light that its rebellion

Cuts through barrenness you watered it

تمضي الليالي كالنهار به إذا

بزغت مطالعه وكنت رفعته

The nights pass by like daylight with it when

Its beginnings rose and you raised it

ولقد رأينا للعروس مآثرا

لكنها دون الذين وجدته

And we saw the bride’s feats

But they are less than those you found

لم تبلغ العشر المعشَّر لا ولا

بعض الذي أبدعته وبسطته

She did not reach a tenth, no, nor

Some of what you innovated and outstretched