This is the son of the best of all Allah’s servants;
this is the devout, the pure, the spotless, the flag raised high.

Whenever Quraysh behold him, their spokesman declares,
“To the virtues of this man nobility itself reaches its limit.”

His lineage climbs to the pinnacle of honor—
a height unattained by the Arabs of Islam or the non-Arabs.

The Corner of the Ḥaṭīm (the Kaaba’s low wall) would almost clasp his hand,
recognizing the grace in his palm whenever he comes to touch it.

He lowers his gaze in modesty, and eyes are lowered in awe of him;
no one speaks to him except when he smiles.

In his hand is a khayzaran (bamboo cane) whose scent is fragrant,
wielded by a noble whose proud nose bespeaks dignity.

His fountainhead springs from the Messenger of Allah;
excellent are its elements, its lineage, and its traits.⦗1⦘

The light of guidance breaks forth from the light of his brow,
like the sun whose radiance drives away the darkness.⦗2⦘

He shoulders the burdens of people whenever they call upon him;
sweet are his manners, and with him favors become sweet.

This is the son of Fāṭimah—should you be unaware of him;
with his grandfather the prophets of Allah were sealed.

Long ago Allah favored and honored him;
the Pen inscribed this for him upon the Tablet.

Because of his grandfather, the excellence of the prophets deferred to him,
and through the excellence of his community the nations submitted.

He spread beneficence over creation until error, poverty, and oppression dispersed.

Both his hands are rain-clouds whose bounty is universal;
people implore them, and deprivation never touches them.

Gentle in nature, no sudden impulse is feared from him;
two qualities adorn him: forbearance and generosity.

He never breaks a promise, auspicious even in his absence;
open-handed in hospitality, discerning when he resolves.

He springs from a clan whose love is faith and whose hatred is disbelief;
closeness to them is deliverance and a sure refuge.

By loving them one repels evil⦗3⦘ and affliction,
and through him goodness and blessings are fostered.⦗4⦘

After the remembrance of Allah, their remembrance comes first in every verdict,
and with it every discourse is sealed.

If the God-fearing are counted, they are their leaders;
and if it is asked, “Who are the best people on earth?” it is answered, “They are.”

No noble man can reach the limit they have set,
nor can any people, however honored, draw near to them.

They are the rain-clouds when crises tighten,
and lions—the lions of the thicket—when valor blazes.

Nobility itself refuses that blame should alight in their courtyard;
they possess lofty lineage and hands that overflow with giving.

Poverty never diminishes the outstretching of their palms;
it is the same with them whether they are affluent or in need.

Which of creation does not owe them a debt of gratitude?
Through this man’s primacy, the beginning of every blessing was bestowed.