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His name in action is sound in effort, His title in fidelity is generous in covenant. His aspiration is beyond the part and the whole, For all waters flow beneath the bridge. If you desire his soul in meaning, His generosity and character will not say no. He made the beggar of greed like Korah, He removed the cotton of avarice from his ears. The master Iblis who, following the breath of others, Boasted with pride when he said 'I am better,' Would have, if he had seen these noble deeds and generosity, Intended to prostrate in the temple of existence. He sees who is clear-sighted of heart, And he who has obtained a heart from clay. The hearing of whoever sat in his assembly Holds a candle in hand, as if to say. The robe of his resolve is pure of stain, The domain of his soul is clean of betrayal. His breath is like Jesus, giving life to man, His covenant is like Khidr, firm of soul. His covenant is like the Prophet in his pledge, His person is like Jesus in the cradle. Since he receives power from the sun, Inescapably, his covenant is like a ruby. His subtle point on reform and harmony Is the ear of Sarah and the glad tidings of Isaac. When the oven of the age caught fire, The neck of the sphere received a pleasing slap. He has never driven his pen in health or suffering Except by the dictation of the Sharia and intellect. His words and speech are dictated by intellect and soul, For he seeks dictation from the command of God. His generosity is like spring, beautifully robed, His existence is like life, truth-seeking. The essence of the floor of custom is his gift, The shadow of the Throne is the arch of his canopy. By way of rank and majesty, he is The support of Islam and Sharia through perfection. When he adorns expression in sight, Gabriel, by nature, receives it. His pen, which is far from the path of injustice, Is full of light like the finger of a houri. In the hand of the designer of the eternal secret, What defect can be in the void of his majesty? He is in the desert of greed and need, Though the path is far, ugly, and long. For this reason, he is not in the seat of generosity, Consequently, he is in the house of existence. The sky of generosity and benevolence is he, The cloud of favor and the rain of humanity is he. My speech is the servant of his speech, My turban is thankful for his hand. With two good words that I heard, I added a door in the sky. For me, through astonishment, water became The fire of the pot of the animal spirit. Although he is of the same eras as us, He is beyond eras and conjunctions. He has given the crow the glory of the Huma, He has given the gnat the wings of a hawk. His pen is immune to errors, Before his banner, all sciences have become humbled. Through him, I became the ruler of a province, And by his acceptance, I became a sign. His knowledge is the helper of the religious, His pen is like spring with rain. The world has found peace through his fatwas, And the world has been cleansed of deviation. His proof has made easy for the world The ambiguous verses that are in the Quran. If he boasts, it is permissible; Who else possesses such knowledge? There is none like him in knowledge, Humble in both knowledge and forbearance. He can reveal the coral, Without a veil, the letters of the Quran. Because the master rests in the tomb, Since he delegated the deputy ship to the Sheikh. When a man is fit for the task, Whatever he said, the Sheikh did so. Every narration transmitted from the Prophet, The Sheikh did justice to its explanation. He extracted the meaning of each one, All beautiful, good, and fitting. The difficulties of the word of the Creator Lord, The ambiguous parts that are in the traditions, He solved them all with form and explanation, The words that are in the Quran. He is the Ibn Abbas of the age, He is possessed of countless meanings. He is with the knowledge of Mu'adh bin Jabal, God, the Almighty and Majestic, has chosen him. His speech is like a garden of light, Very near, yet very far. Like the intellect, be little but multiply; Bring peace, but remain hidden. He is both heavy and light to behold like a mine, Both light and highly priced like the soul. If he makes me run before pain, Before his command I will run on my head like a pen. And if he says to me, 'O Sanai, go,' I will wager with the north wind from my eyes. And if he calls me for reprimand, I will become all heart like a bubble. His worth is the roof of the highest heaven, His character is the snare for the trustworthy Gabriel. When he brings his palate to the carpet of speech, He brings the mute into the joy of speech. If he requests speech from the stutterer, The stutterer enters into discourse out of joy. The stone praises him for his generosity, The heaven prostrates at his speech. His speech is sweet like the result of patience, With grace like the tear of the cloud's eye. His creation and character are elegant like a houri, His words and meaning are double-kernelled like Gemini. His soul was the pattern of life, Which was two kernels and one bone. His character is a watering-place for the thirsty soul, His magic is a mount for the pedestrian. Made by intellectually stimulating points, The nature of companions and the eye of mind sharp. In examination, hold forbearance better, In delivering, benefit like knowledge. In wisdom, he is the foundation of purity, In speech, he is the meanings of the soul. His pure biography is wise in attributes, The form of his knowledge is generous in justice. One can perform all insistence and coquetry, Since the poem is virgin and the giver is a man. May he always be victorious in every endeavor, And benefit from all of his knowledge. May he remain, along with the survival of the soul and the angel, As long as the rotation of the sphere and heaven exists. As long as the world exists, may his glory and position remain, May wisdom and the Sharia be under his protection.