تجدَّدتِ الدنيا وأبدتْ جمالَها

تجدَّدتِ الدنيا وأبدتْ جمالَها

وردَّتْ إلينا شمسَها وهِلالَها

وردَّتْ إلينا شمسَها وهِلالَها

The world renewed itself and revealed its beauty,

The world has been renewed and shown its beauty,

And restored to us its sun and crescent moon.

The sun and crescent have returned to us,

عشيَّةَ يومِ السبتِ جاءت بنعمةٍ

عشيَّةَ يومِ السبتِ جاءت بنعمةٍ

منَ اللَّهِ لا يرجو العدوُّ زَوالَها

منَ اللَّهِ لا يرجو العدوُّ زَوالَها

On Saturday evening it came with a blessing

On the eve of Saturday, a blessing came

From God, one the enemy has no hope of seeing vanish.

From Allah that the enemy does not hope will disappear,

بها جبر اللَّهُ الكسيرَ من العُلا

بها جبر اللَّهُ الكسيرَ من العُلا

وأدركَ منه عشْرةً فأَقالَها

وأدركَ منه عشْرةً فأَقالَها

Through it, God mended what was broken in glory,

With it Allah healed the broken from hardship

And found in it a stumble [uncertain reading], then set it right.

And reached out to the needy and relieved them,

فأشرقتِ الآفاقُ نوراً وبهجةً

فأشرقتِ الآفاقُ نوراً وبهجةً

ومدَّتْ علينا بالنَّعيمِ ظِلالَها

ومدَّتْ علينا بالنَّعيمِ ظِلالَها

So the horizons shone with light and joy,

So the horizons shone with light and joy,

And it spread its blissful shades over us.

And extended its shade and bounty upon us,

بتجديدِ عبد اللَّهِ أعظمَ دولةٍ

بتجديدِ عبد اللَّهِ أعظمَ دولةٍ

لمولاهُ عبدِ اللَّه كان أزالَها

لمولاهُ عبدِ اللَّه كان أزالَها

Through Abd Allah's restoration of the greatest power

With the renewal of Abdullah the greatest state

For his retainer, Abd Allah, after he had taken it away.

For his master Abdullah had diminished it,

ولما تولتْ نضرةُ العيشِ ردَّها

ولما تولتْ نضرةُ العيشِ ردَّها

فآلتْ إلى العبدِ القديمِ مَآلها

فآلتْ إلى العبدِ القديمِ مَآلها

And when the bloom of life had faded, he restored it,

And when the joy of life returned he restored it

So its final return was to the longtime servant.

So it came back to the loyal servant its destiny,

فتىً نشأتْ من كفِّه ديَمُ النَّدى

فتىً نشأتْ من كفِّه ديَمُ النَّدى

فظلَّتْ سِجالُ الرزق تجري خلالَها

فظلَّتْ سِجالُ الرزق تجري خلالَها

A young man from whose palm arose the gentle, lasting rains of bounty,

A young man whose palm the dew of generosity flowed

So brimming buckets of sustenance kept flowing through them.

So the sustenance continued flowing through it,

ترى الجودَ يجري من فرندِ يمينهِ

ترى الجودَ يجري من فرندِ يمينهِ

كصفحةِ هنديٍّ أرتْكَ صِقالَها

كصفحةِ هنديٍّ أرتْكَ صِقالَها

You see generosity flowing from the watered-steel pattern of his right hand,

You see generosity flowing from his right hand

Like the face of an Indian sword showing you its polish.

Like an Indian sword polished to shine,

ولو نِيطَ من نجمِ السماءِ فضيلةٌ

ولو نِيطَ من نجمِ السماءِ فضيلةٌ

لمد إليها الكفَّ حتى ينالَها

لمد إليها الكفَّ حتى ينالَها

And even if a virtue were suspended from a star in the sky,

And if the virtue of a star was tied down from the sky

He would stretch his palm toward it until he reached it.

He would extend his palm to take it.