يَا نَاصِرَ الْحَقِّ عَلَى الْبَاطِلِ

يَا نَاصِرَ الْحَقِّ عَلَى الْبَاطِلِ

خُذْ لِي بِحَقِّي مِنْ يَدَيْ مَاطِلِي

خُذْ لِي بِحَقِّي مِنْ يَدَيْ مَاطِلِي

O champion of truth over falsehood,

O champion of truth against falsehood

Secure my due for me from the hands of the one who withholds it.

Take my right from the hands of my deceiver

جَارَ عَلَى ضَعْفِي بِسُلْطَانِهِ

جَارَ عَلَى ضَعْفِي بِسُلْطَانِهِ

وَمَا رَثَى لِلْمَدْمَعِ الْهَاطِلِ

وَمَا رَثَى لِلْمَدْمَعِ الْهَاطِلِ

He oppressed me in my weakness with his power,

Who has wronged me with his authority

And showed no pity for my streaming tears.

And did not lament my falling tears

أَخْرَجَنِي عَمَّا حَوَتْهُ يَدِي

أَخْرَجَنِي عَمَّا حَوَتْهُ يَدِي

مِنْ كَسْبِيَ الْحُرِّ بِلا نَاطِلِ

مِنْ كَسْبِيَ الْحُرِّ بِلا نَاطِلِ

He dispossessed me of what my hand had held,

He drove me out from what my hands had earned

Of my honest earnings, free of deceit,

Of my honest work, without any fraud

مِنْ غَيْرِ مَا ذَنْبٍ سِوَى مَنْطِقٍ

مِنْ غَيْرِ مَا ذَنْبٍ سِوَى مَنْطِقٍ

ذِي رَوْنَقٍ كَالصَّارِمِ الْقَاطِلِ

ذِي رَوْنَقٍ كَالصَّارِمِ الْقَاطِلِ

Without any offense save speech

With no sin except my eloquent speech

With a brilliance like a keen, deadly sword.

As piercing as an unsheathed sword

أَتْلُو بِهِ الْحَقَّ وَأَرْمِي بِهِ

أَتْلُو بِهِ الْحَقَّ وَأَرْمِي بِهِ

نَحْرَ الْعِدَا فِي الرَّهَجِ السَّاطِلِ

نَحْرَ الْعِدَا فِي الرَّهَجِ السَّاطِلِ

With it I recite the truth, and with it I aim

I use it to speak the truth and throw

At the throats of foes amid the rising dust.

The necks of enemies into ruin

فَإِنْ أَكُنْ جُرِّدْتُ مِنْ ثَرْوَتِي

فَإِنْ أَكُنْ جُرِّدْتُ مِنْ ثَرْوَتِي

فَفَضْلُ رَبِّي حلْيَةُ الْعَاطِلِ

فَفَضْلُ رَبِّي حلْيَةُ الْعَاطِلِ

So if I have been stripped of my wealth,

So if I am stripped of my wealth

Then my Lord's grace is the adornment of the unadorned.

My Lord’s grace is the raiment of the dispossessed