Fiyyashiyya
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 rеmorse
When the Makеr provides?
Ana ‘abdu Rabbī lahū qudratun
A humble slave am I of an almighty Lord
Yahūnu bihā kullu ’amrin ‘asīr
No work is too hard for that One who’s adored
Fa-’in kuntu ‘abdan ḍa‘īfa l-quwā
But though I’m a beggar who cannot afford
Fa-Rabbī ‘alā kulli shay’in qadīr
To claim any strength, sure and strong is my Lord
Minnī ash ‘alayā wa ana ‘abadun mamlūk
I’m but a humble slave, what should I worry about?
Wa-l-’ashyā’ maqaḍīya mā fi t-taḥqīqi shukūk
All affairs are ordained, of this there is no doubt
Rabbī nāẓir fiyā wa ana naẓarī matrūk
My Lord sees everything, while my sight leaves much out
Fi l-’arḥām wa l-’aḥshā’ min nuṭfa ṣawwaranī
In the womb, He formed me from a drop
Ana mā lī fiyāsh, ash ‘alayā minnī
I haven’t got the force, No strength between my sides
Aqliq mir-rizqī lāsh, wa-l-Khāliq yarzuqnī
Why feel such remorse when the Maker provides?
Allāhumma ṣalli ‘ala l-Muṣṭafā, ḥabībnā Muḥammad ‘alayhi s-salām
O Allah, send your blessings on The Chosen One
Our beloved Muhammad, Peace be upon him
I’m safe in the shade of his all-knowing height
And no strength have I — His all power and might
So glory to God, his bounty shining bright
All gratitude and praise are His due and His right
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 rеmorse
When the Makеr provides?
Ana ‘abdu Rabbī lahū qudratun
A humble slave am I of an almighty Lord
Yahūnu bihā kullu ’amrin ‘asīr
No work is too hard for that One who’s adored
Fa-’in kuntu ‘abdan ḍa‘īfa l-quwā
But though I’m a beggar who cannot afford
Fa-Rabbī ‘alā kulli shay’in qadīr
To claim any strength, sure and strong is my Lord
Minnī ash ‘alayā wa ana ‘abadun mamlūk
I’m but a humble slave, what should I worry about?
Wa-l-’ashyā’ maqaḍīya mā fi t-taḥqīqi shukūk
All affairs are ordained, of this there is no doubt
Rabbī nāẓir fiyā wa ana naẓarī matrūk
My Lord sees everything, while my sight leaves much out
Fi l-’arḥām wa l-’aḥshā’ min nuṭfa ṣawwaranī
In the womb, He formed me from a drop
Ana mā lī fiyāsh, ash ‘alayā minnī
I haven’t got the force, No strength between my sides
Aqliq mir-rizqī lāsh, wa-l-Khāliq yarzuqnī
Why feel such remorse when the Maker provides?
Allāhumma ṣalli ‘ala l-Muṣṭafā, ḥabībnā Muḥammad ‘alayhi s-salām
O Allah, send your blessings on The Chosen One
Our beloved Muhammad, Peace be upon him
I’m safe in the shade of his all-knowing height
And no strength have I — His all power and might
So glory to God, his bounty shining bright
All gratitude and praise are His due and His right