طابت بطابيتا مضاجع غادةٍ

طابت بطابيتا مضاجع غادةٍ

بلت دموع المكرمات ترابها

بلت دموع المكرمات ترابها

A maiden's resting places grew sweet in Tabita.

Her final resting place was blessed, Ghadah's bed,

The tears of noble deeds soaked her dust.

The generous shed tears on her dust.

فاءت لسورافيم والدها الذي

فاءت لسورافيم والدها الذي

شادت له دار النعيم قبابها

شادت له دار النعيم قبابها

She returned to Surafim, her father, for whom

She went to the angels, her father who

the abode of bliss had raised its domes.

Built for her the house of bliss with domes.

فعلا النحيب على التي ما عابها

فعلا النحيب على التي ما عابها

بشرٌ فوفّاها الإله ثوابها

بشرٌ فوفّاها الإله ثوابها

Then lamentation rose for her whom no

Indeed the wailing was for her whom no human blamed,

mortal had faulted; so God granted her reward in full.

God rewarded her, her virtues sublime.

فتحت مكارمها البيوت فأرخوا

فتحت مكارمها البيوت فأرخوا

ولحنَّة الجنات تفتح بابها

ولحنَّة الجنات تفتح بابها

Her generous deeds opened homes; so record the date:

Her generosity opened houses, so they opened,

And for Hanna, the gardens of Paradise open their gate.

And the melody of Heaven opened its gates.