A humble slave am I of an almighty Lord
No work is too hard for that One who ’s adored
But though I ’m a beggar who cannot afford
To claim any strength, sure and strong is my Lord
He says, where He wills, when He wishes a thing
Just “Be”, and it is, by the might of a King
The ruler whose edicts and wise rulings bring
All blessings and grace by the might of a King
I haven ’t got the force
No strength between my sides
Why feel such remorse
When the Maker provides?
I haven ’t got the force
No strength between my sides
Why feel such remorse
When the Maker provides?
Ana ‘abdu Rabbi lahu qudratun
Yahunu biha kullu ’amrin ‘asir
Fa- ’in kuntu ‘abdan da‘ifa l-quwa
Fa-Rabbi ‘ala kulli shay ’in qadir
Minni ash ‘alaya wa ana ‘abadun mamluk
Wa-l- ’ashya ’ maqadiya ma fi t-tahqiqi shukuk
Rabbi nazir fiya wa ana nazari matruk
Fi l- ’arham wa l- ’ahsha ’ min nutfa sawwarani
I haven ’t got the force
No strength between my sides
Why feel such remorse
When the Maker provides?
Ana ma li fiyash, ash ‘alaya minni
Aqliq mir-rizqi lash, wa-l-Khaliq yarzuqni
Allahumma salli ‘ala l-Mustafa,
Habibna Muhammad ‘alayhi s-salam