أودوا إِلى اللَهِ ما أودٌ وَمفخَرُها

أودوا إِلى اللَهِ ما أودٌ وَمفخَرُها

شَيءٌ يُعَدُّ وَلا أودٌ وَلا أودُ

شَيءٌ يُعَدُّ وَلا أودٌ وَلا أودُ

They have passed away to God; Awd and its glory

I give to God what I own and its pride

Are of no account—nor Awd, nor Awd.

Is neither owned nor do I own

طوبى لِمَوؤودَةٍ في حالِ مَولِدِها

طوبى لِمَوؤودَةٍ في حالِ مَولِدِها

ظُلماً فَلَيتَ أَباها الفَظُّ مَوؤودُ

ظُلماً فَلَيتَ أَباها الفَظُّ مَوؤودُ

Blessed is a girl buried alive at the moment of her birth,

Blessed is one welcomed at birth

Unjustly—would that her cruel father were buried alive!

With injustice, if only her cruel father were not welcomed

يا رَبُّ هَل أَنا بِالغَفَرانِ في ظَعَني

يا رَبُّ هَل أَنا بِالغَفَرانِ في ظَعَني

مُزَوَّدٌ إِنَّ قَلبي مِنكَ مُزؤودُ

مُزَوَّدٌ إِنَّ قَلبي مِنكَ مُزؤودُ

O Lord, on my departure, shall I have forgiveness

O Lord, will I be forgiven while in hardship

As my provision? Indeed, my heart is terrified of You.

I am provided, my heart is indeed welcomed by You

وَالناسِ كَالأَيكِ مَخبوٌّ لِعاضِدِهِ

وَالناسِ كَالأَيكِ مَخبوٌّ لِعاضِدِهِ

إِلى اليَبوسِ وَماضٍ وَهُوَ يَمؤودُ

إِلى اليَبوسِ وَماضٍ وَهُوَ يَمؤودُ

And people are like trees: one kept for its woodcutter

And people are like a sturdy palm tree to its grower

Until it dries, another passing away while still tender.

Towards dryness, passing away, while it is welcomed