يا مَن رَماه زَمانه بِعنائِهِ

يا مَن رَماه زَمانه بِعنائِهِ

لُذ بِالنَبيّ تَفز بحصن حمائِهِ

لُذ بِالنَبيّ تَفز بحصن حمائِهِ

O you whom time has assailed with its hardship,

O you who his time has afflicted with its troubles

Seek refuge in the Prophet; you will gain the fortress of his protection.

Take refuge in the Prophet, seek protection in his fortress

وَاِنشد إِذا وافيت بَيت عَلائِهِ

وَاِنشد إِذا وافيت بَيت عَلائِهِ

يا سَيّداً وَالكُلّ تَحتَ لِوائِهِ

يا سَيّداً وَالكُلّ تَحتَ لِوائِهِ

And recite, when you reach the abode of his eminence:

And chant when you reach his glorious abode

O master, beneath whose banner all stand,

O master with all under his banner

ما بَين راجٍ جودَهُ أَو حائزِ

ما بَين راجٍ جودَهُ أَو حائزِ

أَفلا ينال مِن النَوائب أَمنهُ

أَفلا ينال مِن النَوائب أَمنهُ

Either hoping for his bounty or possessing it.

Neither miser of his generosity nor withholder of his bounty

Will he not, then, find safety from calamities—

Can be safe from misfortunes

عَبد بمهجته هَواك أَكنَّهُ

عَبد بمهجته هَواك أَكنَّهُ

أَنا مَن بِنَيل رضاك أَحسن ظَنَّهُ

أَنا مَن بِنَيل رضاك أَحسن ظَنَّهُ

A servant who has hidden his love for you within his heart?

A servant who has made your love his inclination

I am one who has high hopes of winning your approval.

I am one who thinks the best of attaining your approval

وافيت بابك كَي أَفوز لِأَنّهُ

وافيت بابك كَي أَفوز لِأَنّهُ

كَم ملتجٍ بعليّ بابك فائزُ

كَم ملتجٍ بعليّ بابك فائزُ

I have come to your door to succeed, for

I came to your door hoping to succeed for he

Many a seeker of refuge at your lofty door succeeds.

How many hopefuls have won at your door

مَن ذا الَّذي بحمى علاك تريبُهُ

مَن ذا الَّذي بحمى علاك تريبُهُ

نوَبُ الزَمان وَإِن دَهَتهُ خُطوبُهُ

نوَبُ الزَمان وَإِن دَهَتهُ خُطوبُهُ

Who, within the sanctuary of your eminence, is troubled

Who is it that doubts your protection?

By time's calamities, even if its disasters assail him?

The turns of time, however much its afflictions intensify

يا شافياً داءَ الضَمائر طيبُهُ

يا شافياً داءَ الضَمائر طيبُهُ

أَشكو إِلَيك ضنى وَأَنت طَبيبُهُ

أَشكو إِلَيك ضنى وَأَنت طَبيبُهُ

O you whose fragrance heals the sickness of hearts,

O healer of ailing consciences

I complain to you of wasting illness, and you are its physician.

I complain to you and you are its healer

وَأَنا العَليل وَذا الزَمان مبارزي

وَأَنا العَليل وَذا الزَمان مبارزي

مَولاي يا مَن قَد بَسَطت لَهُ يَدي

مَولاي يا مَن قَد بَسَطت لَهُ يَدي

And I am ailing, while this age is my foe in combat.

While I am the ailing one and this time is my adversary

My master, O you to whom I have stretched out my hand,

My master, o you who has extended to him my hands

بِالفَقر لا تَك بِالجِناية مُبعدي

بِالفَقر لا تَك بِالجِناية مُبعدي

سامح قُصوري إِذ رضاؤك مَقصدي

سامح قُصوري إِذ رضاؤك مَقصدي

In poverty—do not cast me away for my wrongdoing.

Do not banish me for poverty or crime

Forgive my shortcomings, for your approval is my aim.

Forgive my shortcomings for your approval is my goal

وَالعَجز عُذري عَن مَديحك سَيّدي

وَالعَجز عُذري عَن مَديحك سَيّدي

فاِجبر بِفَضلك كَسر قَلب العاجزِ

فاِجبر بِفَضلك كَسر قَلب العاجزِ

And incapacity is my excuse for falling short in your praise, my master.

And inability is my excuse for praising you my master

So, by your grace, mend the helpless one's broken heart.

So compensate by your grace the broken heart of the incapable