هِدايَتَكَYour guidance اللَهُمَّO God إِنّيindeed I أَرىI see الأُلىthose who
هِدايَتَكَ اللَهُمَّ إِنّي أَرى الأُلى
هُمُthey القادَةُthe leaders الهادونَthose who guide شَتّىdiverse المَسالِكِpaths
هُمُ القادَةُ الهادونَ شَتّى المَسالِكِ
Your guidance, O God! For I see those who
Your guidance, O God! I see those
Are leaders and guides taking divergent paths.
Who are the leaders, guiding along diverse paths.
أَضِنُّI am protective بِنَفسيof my soul أَنthat تَسيرَit proceeds وَراءَهُمbehind them
أَضِنُّ بِنَفسي أَن تَسيرَ وَراءَهُم
وَأَخشىand I fear عَلَيهاfor it عادِياتِonslaughts المَهالِكِdeadly perils
وَأَخشى عَلَيها عادِياتِ المَهالِكِ
I hold my soul too dear to let it follow behind them,
I hold my soul too dear to let it follow them,
And fear for it the onslaughts of deadly perils.
And fear for it the onslaughts of deadly perils.
هِدايَتَكَYour guidance اللَهُمَّO God إِنّاindeed we نَخوضُهاwe wade through them
هِدايَتَكَ اللَهُمَّ إِنّا نَخوضُها
غَياهِبَdepths of darkness دَهرٍan age ذيpossessing أَعاجيبَmarvels حالِكِpitch-dark
غَياهِبَ دَهرٍ ذي أَعاجيبَ حالِكِ
Your guidance, O God! For we are plunging through
Your guidance, O God! We wade through them—
The lightless depths of an age, dark and full of marvels.
The murky depths of a pitch-dark age of marvels.
يَمِلنَthey divert بأهواءwith the passions of الغويِّthe erring man عنaway from الهدىguidance
يَمِلنَ بأهواء الغويِّ عن الهدى
ويَعلقنَand they ensnare أسبابthe cords of التقيِّthe pious man المتاركِthe renunciant
ويَعلقنَ أسباب التقيِّ المتاركِ
They turn the wayward man, through his own desires, away from guidance,
They draw the erring man's passions away from guidance,
And snare the cords of the steadfast, God-fearing man.
And ensnare the cords of the pious renunciant.
وهالتand terrified بَنيchildren of الدُنياthe world جَوائِحُcalamities جَمَّةٌnumerous
وهالت بَني الدُنيا جَوائِحُ جَمَّةٌ
تَغَلغَلنَthey penetrated deeply فيinto أَقطارِهاits regions وَالمَمالِكِand the kingdoms
تَغَلغَلنَ في أَقطارِها وَالمَمالِكِ
Manifold calamities have appalled the children of this world,
And many calamities have terrified the children of this world;
Penetrating deep into its regions and kingdoms.
They have penetrated deep into its regions and kingdoms.
فَأَيَّso which بَنيchildren of الغَبراءِthe dusty earth إِلّاexcept يَشوقُهُallures him
فَأَيَّ بَني الغَبراءِ إِلّا يَشوقُهُ
مُتاحُallotted الرَدىdeath مِنof رائِثٍslow to come أَوor مُواشِكِswift to come
مُتاحُ الرَدى مِن رائِثٍ أَو مُواشِكِ
What child of earth is not made to yearn
So which child of the dusty earth is not lured
By death held out—whether lingering or swiftly drawing near?
By allotted death, whether slow or swift?
أَرىI see كُلِّevery وَضّاحِradiant المَقامَةِstanding نابِهٍrenowned
أَرى كُلِّ وَضّاحِ المَقامَةِ نابِهٍ
عَلىin خَطَرٍdanger مِنfrom مُرجِفاتِalarm-spreading المَآلِكِmessages
عَلى خَطَرٍ مِن مُرجِفاتِ المَآلِكِ
I see every illustrious, eminent man of high station
I see every man of illustrious standing and renown
At risk from upheavals that set kingdoms trembling.
In peril from alarming messages.
أَعوذُI seek refuge بِرَبِّin the Lord of الناسِhumankind مِنfrom كُلِّevery ظالِمٍoppressor
أَعوذُ بِرَبِّ الناسِ مِن كُلِّ ظالِمٍ
وَأَشكوand I complain إِلَيهِto Him كُلَّevery خَصمٍadversary مُماحِكِquibbling
وَأَشكو إِلَيهِ كُلَّ خَصمٍ مُماحِكِ
I seek refuge in the Lord of humankind from every oppressor,
I seek refuge in the Lord of humankind from every oppressor,
And complain to Him of every obstinately contentious foe.
And complain to Him of every quibbling adversary.
أَعوذُI seek refuge بِهِin Him مِنfrom كُلِّevery سوءٍevil وَأَحتَميand I take shelter
أَعوذُ بِهِ مِن كُلِّ سوءٍ وَأَحتَمي
بِأَسمائِهِin His names مِنfrom كُلِّevery عادٍaggressor وَفاتِكِand assassin
بِأَسمائِهِ مِن كُلِّ عادٍ وَفاتِكِ
I seek refuge in Him from every evil, and shelter myself
I seek refuge in Him from every evil, and take shelter
In His names from every aggressor and murderous assailant.
In His names from every aggressor and assassin.
