Ṣalli yā Rabbi thumma sallim ‘alā man
Huwa li-l-khalqi raḥmatun wa-shifā'un
Wa-‘ala l-āli wa-ṣ-ṣaḥābati jam‘an
Ma tazayyanat bi-n-nujūmi s-samā'u
So pray my Lord and bestow blessings upon him
Who is for all mankind, a grace and a healing
So also on his fair Companions and kinsmen
With blessings that abide like the sky's lofty ceiling.
Accept and pity them as my intercessor
Upon the day when all need an intercessor.
And in this gloomy age keep me and my people
For in our day our power has grown faint and feeble.
For in these times the faith is once more a stranger
Thus did you once foretell, the decent in danger.
So catch us lest we fall in the pit of peril
For on this day we tire, after blunder and quarrel.