يا مُنعِماً قبلَ السؤالِ عَلى الورى

يا مُنعِماً قبلَ السؤالِ عَلى الورى

يا مَن لهُ الشكوى إِذا خطبٌ عَرا

يا مَن لهُ الشكوى إِذا خطبٌ عَرا

O You who bestow favors on all creation before they ask,

O Bestower before asking throughout the earth

O You to whom complaint is brought when calamity strikes,

O You to Whom complaint is due when misfortunes occur

يا مُكرماً لِعبادهِ بثوابهِ

يا مُكرماً لِعبادهِ بثوابهِ

يا آمراً للمُبتلى أَن يَصبرا

يا آمراً للمُبتلى أَن يَصبرا

O You who honor Your servants with Your reward,

O Honoror of Your servants with Your reward

O You who command the afflicted to be patient,

O Commander to the afflicted to show patience

بَلواك حجبٌ للقلوبِ عنِ السوى

بَلواك حجبٌ للقلوبِ عنِ السوى

فهيَ النعيمُ وَشَأنها أَن تُشكرا

فهيَ النعيمُ وَشَأنها أَن تُشكرا

Your trial veils hearts from all besides You;

Your tribulations are veils to hearts from sincerity

thus it is bliss, and deserves gratitude.

For they are bliss and their way is to be thanked

لَولا اِدّعائي أن يقاومَ بَطشها

لَولا اِدّعائي أن يقاومَ بَطشها

لَسَألت جهدي أن تَزيد وَتكثرا

لَسَألت جهدي أن تَزيد وَتكثرا

Were it not presumptuous to claim I could withstand its force,

Were it not for my claim to resist their violence

I would ask with all my might that it increase and multiply.

I would have asked my effort to increase and multiply

لَكنّ مَعرِفتي بِقدري أوجَبَت

لَكنّ مَعرِفتي بِقدري أوجَبَت

أَن أَشتَكي ضعفي وَأَن لن أقدرا

أَن أَشتَكي ضعفي وَأَن لن أقدرا

But knowing my own limits has compelled me

But my knowing my status necessitated

to lament my weakness and my inability to endure.

That I complain of my weakness, that I cannot endure

فَالصبرُ يُلجِمني عَنِ الشكوى رضاً

فَالصبرُ يُلجِمني عَنِ الشكوى رضاً

عَنكم وَحالي ليس يفتأُ مُخبِرا

عَنكم وَحالي ليس يفتأُ مُخبِرا

So patience reins me back from complaint, out of contentment

So patience silences me from complaining, pleased

with You, while my condition never ceases to speak.

With You, and my state does not cease to inform

ذِكراكَ تَكفيني السؤالَ فمؤنسي

ذِكراكَ تَكفيني السؤالَ فمؤنسي

إِن أوحَشت ظلمُ البلا أَن أذكرا

إِن أوحَشت ظلمُ البلا أَن أذكرا

Remembering You spares me the need to ask; my solace,

Remembering You suffices me from asking, so my companion

if affliction's darkness brings loneliness, is to remember You.

If the injustice of tribulation makes me lonely, is to remember

ما إِن ذكرتكَ وَالخطوب مضلّةٌ

ما إِن ذكرتكَ وَالخطوب مضلّةٌ

نَهج النهى إلّا وَأَصبح مُبصرا

نَهج النهى إلّا وَأَصبح مُبصرا

Whenever I remember You while calamities obscure

No sooner do I remember You and tribulations misguide

the path of reason, that path becomes clear to see.

The path of prohibition, except it sees at dawn

حَسبي بِذِكري لا يضرُّ مَعَ اِسمهِ

حَسبي بِذِكري لا يضرُّ مَعَ اِسمهِ

شَيءٌ وذلك جنّتي أن أحذرا

شَيءٌ وذلك جنّتي أن أحذرا

My remembrance suffices me: with His name, no harm can come

Enough for me is remembering You; with His name

from anything; that is my shield against fear.

Nothing harms, and that is my protection to be wary

أَشهدتَني اللّهمّ فَضلك عاجلاً

أَشهدتَني اللّهمّ فَضلك عاجلاً

مِثلَ الّذي أشهدتني أَن تقهرا

مِثلَ الّذي أشهدتني أَن تقهرا

You have shown me Your bounty, O God, without delay,

You have shown me, O God, Your grace readily

just as You have shown me Your power to subdue.

Similar to that which You have shown me to overwhelm

لا تَمتحنّي بِالبلايا إنّني

لا تَمتحنّي بِالبلايا إنّني

مِنها أفرُّ إِليك حتّى تدبرا

مِنها أفرُّ إِليك حتّى تدبرا

Do not test me with afflictions, for I

Do not test me with afflictions, I

flee from them to You until they retreat.

Flee from them to You until You consider

أَنا في حِماكَ جليسُ ذكركَ عائذٌ

أَنا في حِماكَ جليسُ ذكركَ عائذٌ

بِجميلِ لُطفك كَيف أخشى منكرا

بِجميلِ لُطفك كَيف أخشى منكرا

I am in Your sanctuary, keeping company with remembrance of You, seeking refuge

I am under Your protection, a companion in remembering You, seeking refuge

in Your gracious kindness—how could I fear anything dreadful?

In the beauty of Your kindness, how could I fear harm?

عَوّدَتني مِن بحرِ فضلك منهلاً

عَوّدَتني مِن بحرِ فضلك منهلاً

صافٍ فعوّذ مَنهلي أَن يكدرا

صافٍ فعوّذ مَنهلي أَن يكدرا

From the sea of Your bounty, You have accustomed me to a watering place,

Your sea of grace has accustomed me to a spring

clear and pure; so protect my watering place from growing turbid.

Pure, so protect my spring from becoming turbid.