أَياO مَوصِلَbringer of النَعماblessings عَلىin كُلِّevery حالَةٍcircumstance
أَيا مَوصِلَ النَعما عَلى كُلِّ حالَةٍ
إِلَيَّto me قَريباًnearby كُنتُI was أَوor نازِحَdistant الدارِthe dwelling
إِلَيَّ قَريباً كُنتُ أَو نازِحَ الدارِ
O you who bring blessings, in every circumstance,
O you who bring blessings in every state
To me, whether I am nearby or live far away,
To me, near or far from home
كَماjust as يَلحَقُreaches الغَيثُthe rain البِلادَthe lands بِسَيلِهِwith its floodwaters
كَما يَلحَقُ الغَيثُ البِلادَ بِسَيلِهِ
وَإِنand even if جادَpours generously فيin أَرضٍa land سِواهاother than them بِأَمطارِwith showers
وَإِن جادَ في أَرضٍ سِواها بِأَمطارِ
As rain reaches the lands with its floodwaters,
As rain reaches the land with its downpour
Even if it pours its showers upon another land.
Even if it pours in other soils with showers
وَياand O مُقبِلٌturning toward وَالدَهرُand Time عَنّيfrom me بِمَعرَضٍturned away
وَيا مُقبِلٌ وَالدَهرُ عَنّي بِمَعرَضٍ
يُقَسِّمُdivides لَحميmy flesh بَينَbetween نابٍa fang وَأَظفارِand claws
يُقَسِّمُ لَحمي بَينَ نابٍ وَأَظفارِ
And O you who turn toward me while Time turns away from me,
O you who turns to me while time turns away
Dividing my flesh between fang and claws.
Dividing my flesh between fangs and claws
وَياand O مَنone who يَرانيsees me حَيثُwherever كُنتُI was بِذِكرِهِthrough his remembrance
وَيا مَن يَراني حَيثُ كُنتُ بِذِكرِهِ
وَكَمand how many مِنof إِناسٍpeople لَمdid not يَرونيthey see me بِأَبصارِwith eyes
وَكَم مِن إِناسٍ لَم يَروني بِأَبصارِ
And O you who see me wherever I am, by keeping me in mind,
O you who sees me wherever I am by your remembrance
And how many people have not seen me with their eyes!
While many people have not seen me with their eyes
وَكَمand how many نِعمَةٍa blessing لِلَّهِfrom God فيin صَرفِaverting نِقمَةٍa calamity
وَكَم نِعمَةٍ لِلَّهِ في صَرفِ نِقمَةٍ
تُرَجّىis hoped for وَمَكروهٍand something unwelcome حَلاbecame sweet بَعدَafter إِمرارِbitterness
تُرَجّى وَمَكروهٍ حَلا بَعدَ إِمرارِ
And how many blessings from God, in averting calamity,
How many blessings of God in diverting harm
Are hoped for—and how many unwelcome things grew sweet after bitterness!
Hope for and hated thing passed after enduring
وَماand not كُلُّevery ماthing that تَهوىdesire النُفوسُthe souls بِنافِعٍbeneficial
وَما كُلُّ ما تَهوى النُفوسُ بِنافِعٍ
وَماand not كُلُّevery ماthing that تَخشىfear النُفوسُthe souls بِضَرّارِharmful
وَما كُلُّ ما تَخشى النُفوسُ بِضَرّارِ
And not everything that souls desire is beneficial,
Not everything the selves desire is beneficial
Nor is everything that souls fear harmful.
Nor everything the selves dread is harmful
لَقَدindeed عَمَرَmade flourish اللَهُGod الوَزارَةَthe vizierate بِاِسمِهِthrough his name
لَقَد عَمَرَ اللَهُ الوَزارَةَ بِاِسمِهِ
وَرَدَّand restored إِلَيهاto it أَهلَهاits rightful holders بَعدَafter إِقفارِdesolation
وَرَدَّ إِلَيها أَهلَها بَعدَ إِقفارِ
God has indeed made the vizierate flourish through his name,
God has honored the ministry by His name
And restored its rightful holders to it after desolation.
And restored its people after desolation
وَكانَتand it was زَماناًfor a time لاnot يَقَرُّholds steady قَرارُهاits footing
وَكانَت زَماناً لا يَقَرُّ قَرارُها
فَلاقَتso it found نِصاباًa foundation ثابِتاًfirm غَيرَnot خَوّارِfeeble
فَلاقَت نِصاباً ثابِتاً غَيرَ خَوّارِ
And for a time its footing would not hold steady,
It was once restless, unstable
Then it found a firm foundation, not a feeble one.
Now steady, fixed, not wavering